I'm just done with breakfast oatmeal and feel like I need a NAP. This is what I thought Old Age would be like...and it is fulfilling my expectations...I wake up tired.
I also wake up sad. There were so many wonderful days and months and years in my Life but not that much now...I must have used up my allotment. Now...not much happens.
I have some fallen branches to clean up in the back yard today... larger than the fallen branches in front of the house....so I will need to drag them off to the side of the yard. The side that used to fill up with knee high water every Spring...and have little peepers..peeping... Riley (my dog) loved to take a flying leap into the water. Swim a bit. Water levels in Maine are very low....global warming, I guess. Not as much snow.
I had a wonderful bowl of oatmeal this morning- still working on the cup of coffee...a bit bitter this morning. (even though it's 12:30 and no longer morning).....
I don't have any more sweater holes to mend. But do need to find a sweater to wear over my faded cotton worksheet...or turn up the furnace. I actually don't like turning up the furnace in MAY. So I will hunt down my favorite sweater. Or any sweater.
Well, I am on page 193 out of 384 in my Linda Howard book. No gunshots have been fired as yet. I am going to look up her other books and hopefully find the ones I'd like to read again.
I am still looking for a design to draw on cloth and fill with Deb L's fantastic dyed thread. The one I had decided on is nowhere to be found.....as is the case with so many of my things.
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