I can feel myself physically declining, but I am learning to adjust. The old days of going like a bull in the proverbial china shop are on pause at the moment, but being careful and measured is a good exercise in moderation for me.
Today I will start the sorting, purging, and packing process here at Chez Spinster to get ready for the move to the Little Home That Love Built. I spent some time with paper and pencil mapping it all out, so methinks it will be smooth sailing. I understand there was a whole trend about minimalism and letting clutter go, so as usual, it looks like I am a bit behind the times but following the herd nonetheless.
You will be happy to note that the first thing I got organized was my stitchy stuff. I decided to go with the cube system from the Targets, and wouldn't you know...they're on sale this week! My studio here has everything built in, and I didn't thing the next occupant would appreciate me taking lock, stock, and barrel with me, so I needed another solution for housing all the goodies. I'll be sure to take lots of craptastic pictures once it's done so you can see that I had a Target gift card and wasn't afraid to use it! (Actually, it's about seven Target gift cards...Bargain Betty here always buys her laundry soap, etc when they have the deal with gift cards, and I save them up and use them for something bigger than a roll of paper towels).
That's just good Target shopping right there, kids.
Yes it is.
I had a long chat with my sister yesterday afternoon. Things are still very...different than they were a few years ago, but I am learning to accept the change. I spent 50 years on the planet thinking that she and I are two halves of the same whole. The realization that this is not so was like a thunderbolt, but I am slowly coming to terms with the fact that we are not at all alike...we are vastly different in many many ways, but that's OK. I don't need to be her boss, her Mommie, her parole officer, or her psychiatrist. I just need to be her sister and let her do her thing.
Oh...and there is that whole kidney thing too.
That, however, is not something I can control at the moment. If she is able, the nice people at IU will see to it that it happens. I just need to stay in my lane, mind my own damn p's and q's, drink my lemon water, and get on with it.
My goodness! So much navel gazing for a Monday! Well, this little tangent will conclude this portion of the program, I promise. My head positively hurts from so much thinking, so as of right this moment I am going to get back to Bear of Very Little Brain status and stop with the thinking.
Me and the thinking? Not such a good combination.
So it's off to the lab for a test that they weren't able to complete last week, and then it's home to a little sorting of the things, lots of laundry, and hopefully even more lots of stitching in the Happy Chair.
I hope your Monday is everything you want it to be! Do something fun and come tell me all about it!