Thursday, September 06, 2012
It has dropped back to wonderful cool nights. It was 80s during the day, but now is supposed to be in the 70s the next few days--ahhh! With 40-50s at night!
One day I moved Karma's cat bed out on my patio chair. She loved it, of course. She heard me come stand by the door, looked up, but pretended she didn't see me. (Her way of letting me know she didn't want me to notice her and kick her out.)
I didn't come outside. Ha! Made you look--LOL!
She saw I had the camera and was making no move to come take her spot so she shut her eyes...
...and went back to snoozing.
I have puttered out here in the main room up until yesterday. The desk is cleared of stacks and boxes again...
...and the art table...
...and the craft table by the windows, too. TaDa!!
This bookcase is almost settled.
This one has a ways to go...
...and this one also still needs some tweaking...along with the wall shelves. Once the clear tubs arrive from Amazon I can do some more sorting with these.
I decided to add several jars and cans that were in the hall closet and had to move some things around again...and there will be a little more shifting, but it is getting close to done in here!
We won't talk about the bedroom. (I have pathways in there.)
The September Ink Drop arrived. They each picked their favorites of the new inks they carry.
A colorful assortment.
Dagan and Leah worked late yesterday, but Dagan said he would probably make it over tonight. Not sure about Leah as she's been putting in overtime, too.
Karma's still been chummier than normal since the chime alarm incident of 2012. I've decided that I need to buy a different alarm clock. Not because of that, but because the high pitch of the chime alarm somehow sets off my tinnitus. When I hear something that sounds similar in pitch--well, I suddenly will hear the chime alarm going off in my head--ears?--and I can't shut it off. It only happens once in a while, but when it does...I can see why it drove Karma crazy. My ears are listening for that alarm every evening, I guess. And the high chiming is close to the tinnitus ringing in my ears. I only started using that old chime clock a couple months ago, but I've noticed a general amping up of the normal, all-the-time ringing in my ears. Not a good thing. I need a new clock.
For those of you that asked and were concerned about me...I take breaks all the time. I can't not take breaks. Can only work an hour or less at a time and then have to wait 2-3 hours until the next session. But, even so, it's what I'm doing--all the lifting and bending. No way to get around it being extra painful. But I just try to walk that fine line between needing a day or two reprieve or knocking myself out of commission for a week or so. I pay attention to when I am done for the day--even if it is noon. ;) And so far I have managed quite excellently. So, thank you so much, but don't worry or feel sorry for me. Things have been going swimmingly. I may be slow and sore, but that is totally, totally expected. (I could hardly walk the next morning after seeing Dagan and Leah's house that night.) I don't mention my body and it's foibles because I'm complaining or looking for sympathy, but only because it's just a plain and simple fact of my daily life that I work around and to explain why it takes me soooo long to get things done--LOL! Please don't worry about me. I'm doing really well considering all I've gotten done so far. In fact, I am really proud of myself to have accomplished all this and not once flipped over the line to totally non-functional--hurray! (Knock on wood!) This is an accomplishment! In fact, I am smiling just looking around in here. It's so nice to know you care, but please don't spend any time worrying about me, okay? Karma and I are just fine and dandy! :):)
And on that note, today is going to be a wonderful recovery day. I can gaze around me and see that I am really, really close to being done in this room. Ahhhh! I shall shut the bedroom door, cuddle with Karma, and watch Frozen Planet today...and probably get to visit with Dagan tonight. (And ask him to move some boxes for me--LOL!) Life is good. Believe me. Life is very, very good. :):)
If I am ever really whining and complaining--have no doubt--you'll know it! And then please remind me:
"A thankful person is thankful under all circumstances. A complaining soul complains even in paradise."