I have again switched back to nights. Hopefully they will leave me alone for awhile now and I can get a routine going. At the moment I go to the kitchen and am not sure if I should pour a glass of wine or a cup of strong coffee. Looking at the time doesn't help. I think I'll opt for the wine when I post this.
Small organizing and projects. I'm knitting a baby blanket for TurtleLady & Bill's first grandchild due in a couple of months. My sweater is on hold as the blanket has a deadline of sorts. I wasn't sure I liked it, but as it grows (the blanket, not the baby) I'm coming around to deciding it make the kind of statement I can send off with a smile. Maybe a progress picture later.
Favorite Neighbor (her blog name for now) 's family helped me put together shelves and run an extension cord to the front of the shed, so I'm slowly getting things arranged out there. I found the camping gear that was AWOL. So, now everything has been handled at least once I think.
I keep thinking that I should be more reflective about the 60th birthday coming up on the 23rd. However, my life is much more settled and most of the negative drama has left the building. I'm not having much trouble at the moment with the idea that I'm entering another decade of life. Ummm, don't look at the expensive face cream(s) I've bought in the past few months. They don't count.
Being born that close to Christmas, you should have been named Carol or Noel or Holly or. . . .
ReplyDeleteI found that becoming 60 and entering another decade was like all the other similar milestones, from 30, 40 & on. You realize there are certain changes to mind and body that you have no control over, and it's best to just accept it and go with the flow. I was probably happier with myself at 60 than I was at 20. Happy birthday on the 23rd anyway!
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