Another Monday

 And these Mondays seem to roll around faster than usual.  Last week feels like a blur.  Not sure what we did, though I know I did all the usual:  laundry, groceries, keeping track of bills, meal prep, house cleaning (though not as much of that as I probably should be doing). 

NetFlix added the James Bond movies so we've been slowly plodding our way through them.  They manage to fill an evening without lots of language or too much stuff that offends us.  I've been working on a crocheted throw for my friend. Though now I remember that she really said they already have lots of those throws so I might not give it to her, maybe I'll keep it or maybe I'll give it to someone else.

I visited my friend that I minister to.  She's got so much going on.  The latest is a 16 cm blood clot in her leg just below her knee that is causing issues.  That's a huge clot.  They told her it was a result of her cancer.  I'm kind of tired of funerals.  But I'll keep trying to do my best for her.

Yesterday in Relief Society our president was telling us about a friend's son.  He lost his sight in one eye.  She was lamenting how awful that was (and it is truly horrid - no question about that) but then said how awful it is to lose one's sight. Said that would be the worst of our five senses to lose.  "Maybe if you were 78 or 80 it might not be so bad."  My mental jaw is still dropped that she would say such a thing in such a public arena.  There were at least 7 of us over 70 women sitting in the room.  Instantly felt demeaned and of little value.  Lest I be misinterpreted - I'm not mad.  Just completely flummoxed and baffled that she would think that was ok to think let alone say.

Our daughter's cat is sweet.  She lucked out.  Very affectionate, loves to be around people.  Doesn't hiss or bite, just a tender little spirit.  

Pretty morning.

And I took this picture this morning.  It has been so dark every morning, little to no clouds that the morning skies have just gradually brightened.  But overnight we've had a lot of wind (it is currently sprinkling rain) and it was a lovely morning.  Our winter has been so discouraging.  Snowpack very low with no real measurable snow during the months we generally get.  It's what we need for our spring run off that replenishes our reservoirs.  I'd like to be able to drink a bit of water this summer and not have to choose between that and watering the lawn.  All that lengthy verbosity is to say, I'm looking forward to this change in the weather pattern.  We so very much need the rain.

I've been having  trouble lately finding real things to be grateful for.  Took a little ride the other day past a couple of our previous houses.  I'm so grateful to be where we are - in spite of how hard the ward is.  This is a lovely little corner of the valley, we feel pretty safe here - in spite of all the intrusion on our peace by neighbors who don't comprehend the effect of their actions on those around them.  I'm grateful that we'll be getting the trees in the back trimmed - it's a bit of money, but I'm grateful he gave us a decent bid.  Now if he'll only put us on the schedule.  I'm grateful that a little cat that roams our house finds my lap a perfectly acceptable place to nap.  I'm grateful for an appt. for The Husband's eye exam today - it's overdue and we're trying a new dr.  Hopefully it'll be better than my "trying a new eye dr." was last fall.  I'm grateful that even though it's been a super mild winter - hardly the temps or snowfall  that qualifies for a real winter - and that worries me, it's been lovely to have much lower utility bills.  So grateful for that small respite for our finances.  And I'm grateful again and always for repentance and the chance to try again to be better.  I keep hearing that Heavenly Father loves effort.  If he loves the person that expends the effort, I should be feeling a lot of love from Him, I keep trying.  I give lots of effort.

No Pics Today, Just Thoughts

Had a quiet weekend.  I'm loving our 10:30 a.m. church, just the right amount of before-and-after church time.  We'll be getting a new bishopric next Sunday.  I'm hoping for someone good.  It's really a challenge to keep one's faith when so much (like 100%) of everything is focused on young people.  I understand that the concern is losing the youth.  And older people are more committed and less likely to leave. But every soul is valuable, right? Every person needs to feel wanted and cared for.  Happens less and less the more and more years you have.

Ran down yesterday for a session at the Orem Temple.  Finally managed to secure an appointment.  The session was completely full and kind of different.  The Husband had some of his clothes all twisted up - I helped him which I wasn't sure I was allowed to do.  But I did and was glad I had.  One guy apparently decided he couldn't sit still any more and finally got up and stood by the door.  Odd. Hadn't previously ever been to the Orem temple and it's so lovely and beautiful.  Tons of beautiful cherry blossoms used in the stained glass and the painted decor.

On the way home we were hit not once, but twice in the windshield by rocks.  I'll not be surprised if we end up having to have some cracks/dings (though we couldn't really see much) repaired.

Dark this morning for our walk.  Clear air.  Yay for that!  Saw an unusual amount of deer - first group was 6 or 7.  Then we saw a group of ten (at least what we could see in the darkness) and then two more.  We love seeing them.  I love my morning walks and while I know in a couple months I'll be complaining about the heat, I love the lengthening days. 

We're off today to lunch with our friends.  I love that they want to keep doing lunch.  I also understand that lunch is easier - frees up the evenings more, seems like fewer time / appointment conflicts.  I'm so grateful for them both. Then tomorrow is a couple errands and Hale, friday a lunch with 4 other women from the ward (we're all old ladies so we understand the health / widowhood / etc. / conversations better).  Then we'll have to find something fun to do on Saturday, it that's possible.  

We still really need a trip, didn't go away from here a single time last year.  It's harder and harder to do but good for us.  I still need to figure out replacing that broken window, getting the gas fireplace fixed and having someone in to trim the branches on the pines along the back but somehow it just mostly feels overwhelming. I do my best (though it's a constant effort) to keep on top of the household finances, the laundry, the grocery shopping and meal prep and all the cleaning that never seems to end; in spite of the fact that I don't think either one of us is a slob. Stuff just needs doing. Those extras make me sigh with anxiety about having to figure out how to do them.

And there's yet again another large project going on next door.  If it isn't some huge project, it's some huge gathering of infinite numbers of friends that park all along the street (often up on our grass along the street).  I like when there's an extended trip for them, things are much calmer even if we do have to listen to the bragging afterward. 

Today I'm grateful that so far the construction people next door have managed to not park too much in front of our house.  We so often feel hemmed in by all the trucks and gear. It's been made very clear that we are considered difficult and too fussy.  But whatever - I'm grateful that so far we've been spared too much fuss. (And I'm breaking a personal rule by even saying this much about the neighbors, I have a personal policy to not talk about them to anyone.) I'm grateful for clear air while at the same time wishing we'd have sufficient snow/moisture to last the summer.  I'm grateful for something to look forward to this afternoon and tomorrow evening. And I'm grateful to feel a teensy bit of hope, I need it.  And I'm grateful for repentance, I'll be doing some for the negativity that I've expressed this morning.

A Few Good Things To Think About

Feels good to go to the surgeon for my six-week follow-up and hear her say everything looks great.  Go do whatever your body feels like doing.

Feels good to have the air quality decent enough (I check it several times a day) to go for our morning walk.  The treadmill is a luxury I hope to never take for granted.  But there's nothing like a morning walk outside in the sunrise for starting a day off right.  

Good to hear from our older daughter.  I need to be in touch more often.  I get so busy / overwhelmed these days that I neglect the things that ought not to be neglected.

Good that our younger daughter and our grandson made it to the InstaCare the other day.  I hope their recovery goes well and is completed sooner rather than later.  And please:  no bronchitis / pneumonia or any other such complication. 😘

Good that I have confidence that our kids are mostly ok. Everyone cycles through the good/bad/ugly and then back through again.  I'm grateful for good health, for jobs for them all and for hope that they're doing their best.

Good to have the baby blanket for my nephew and his wife finished.  Just have to package it up and get it off in the mail.  My skills are less than my ambitions, but it turned out so soft and pliable. And the little mistakes aren't too obvious.  It might be too old-fashioned for them to use, but I did put my best effort into it so perhaps it'll be ok.

Good to have a few bills taken care of, so very good to have a bit of money coming in.  Not so good to feel inferior to those around us who have so very much more than we do.  But good to be more inclined to contentment than competition. Good to have the vacuuming done and only a little bit of ironing to do.

Not so good that I worry so much about all the people I care about.  I worry about their health, their stability, their hope - you name it, I worry about it.  Worry is one of the few things I am really good at.  Too bad it's not a laudable attribute.

Good to have plans for lunch today.  We had lunch out yesterday on our way home from the U / dr. visit.  Lunch out today and we actually had a burger out earlier in the week.  I keep saying we need to eat healthier and eating out is often not the best option.  But I'll keep at it.

I'm grateful today for a bit of sunshine.  For hope that things will improve, it feels like we've had a bit of bad spell recently with my surgery, The Husband's pneumonia, sick kids, really bad air, no snow (for our water needs this summer) and a host of other things.  I want to feel more chipper about life.

Writing

So, I read a number of articles talking about how good it is for one's brain to write. To actually physically write with a writing instrument (pen / pencil / quill / whatever) in sentences.  Not a list.  But actual sentences.  Apparently it fires up more parts of the brain and connects the different parts better.  So we're trying an experiment.  15-20 minutes per day.  Easy to do once you start.  Hard to set a specific time for it so it doesn't get lost in the day.  Want to see if it will help either of us.

That means that I get a lot of my thoughts down on paper.  (And it's super fun because it isn't for anyone to read, totally private which makes it better.)  And then I feel like I have no need to write here for my "journaling" because I've already taken note of the important stuff.  But here we are.  And I apparently still have things to record because it's important to me to record some things.

broken, sigh...

Saturday morning:  folding laundry by the counter in the laundry room.  Quiet in the house.  A super loud sudden crack jolted me.  Right near me.  Looked around and discovered one of our windows there in the laundry room has a crack.  Arcs from one top corner down to the bottom (same side) corner of the window.  The inside pane only.  No birds hit the window, nothing happened.  Just a sudden failure of the window.  Alarming for sure. And a bit overwhelming.  Last spring when I needed to just have a handle fixed it took weeks and multiple phone calls and oversight.  Not sure I have that in me just now. 

Chatted with our friend the electrician at church the other day - yes, bad of me, so selfish and intrusive.  The lights in the pantry are still flickering.  Took one down to look at it because I figured it was a fluorescent bulb that needed replacing.  Nope, at some point in the past the fluorescent bulbs were replaced with LED bulbs.  Didn't think LED's ever quit working / burned out / flickered.  But yes, they are still flickering.  Driving me nuts every time I enter the pantry.  That kind of flickering makes me feel weird. Our electrician friend suggested replacing the LED bulbs.  If that doesn't work the ballast might have to be by-passed. Sheesh. 

Yesterday we spent celebrating our friend's birthday with a late lunch at Cheesecake Factory.  I love that place.  We rarely go because it is so expensive.  But our friend also likes to go there and every Christmas, Mother's Day, Father's Day and birthdays their kids (a blended family of 7 kids) give them gift cards to restaurants.  Their stack is a deck of card stack thickness.  We were lucky yesterday that I had saved my very generous gift card to Cheesecake from my birthday.  Even so, the total for the dinner (they always want to get a piece of cheesecake and those are between $8 - $14) including tip was $75.  My stomach just churns at the cost.  I could have had a couple new sweaters for that.  True, it's like a once a year thing for us.  But seriously.  The Husband wanted his own piece of cheesecake so I got what I thought was the simplest and cheapest.  Could have and maybe should have just done without.  We so rarely get to go out for festivities like that it felt important to just enjoy.  Which I did.  Until I saw the cost, then I didn't so much.

Had bought tickets to a movie (for discount Tuesday) and learned that this one is a sequel.  So last night we streamed the first one. Wasn't sure I still wanted to see the one today.  But decided since we already had the tickets we'd just go.  And rarely for us, we bought a bucket of popcorn.  Doesn't ever sit very well on my stomach.  The first one was super intense and quite disturbing in how people can go completely nuts when their lives are at stake and there's a slight possibility of survival if they can only beat down the people in their way.  The second one (today's movie) was slightly less disturbing but still sad and heartrending.  I'm so conflicted about it.  Think I'll watch something else tonight that will be more uplifting.

Finding gratitude today for food gift cards.  We had one for The Husband's favorite bbq place on Saturday, then one for Cheesecake yesterday.  Members of our family are very generous with us.  I am grateful for my treadmill.  We are in the middle of our typical January inversion so our air quality is ugly.  Not going out and breathing it. Lovely to spend time reading for an hour while I'm getting some exercise and not inhaling all those nasty particulates.  Grateful for a can of something I can open for dinner and grateful for a comfortable home where we can feel safe, protected and warm.