Today's post is brought to you from the cozy confines of the big girl sleigh bed at CS2. Buzzy and I had surgery this morning and are now home recovering for a bit before heading to dialysis later this afternoon. Turns out he had a bit of a blockage that was causing a fuss, as well as a few errant branches, so some angioplasty, a stent, and a couple of coils laters and we're all set.
(Who knew the little guy was so into accessories?!)
Rich is clattering away at the dining room table on his laptop contraption and I have decided to just be a patient today. No need to solve world peace or recreate the wheel. Just snoozing, happy thoughts, and spaghetti for a late lunch before heading out into the tundra again.
I'm not crazy about the third shift time slot, but as time goes on and space opens up I should be anle to go on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays in the morning so that I can enjoy my afternoons and evenings with my Jersey Boy. It's all about routine, kids. It's all about routine.
My stitching routine has gotten so out of kilter it's not even funny, but I am trying to breathe and reboot and remember that this is just a temporary diversion...not the end of a career. I have a head like a rock, so the realization that I cannot stitch during my Jiffy Lubes is troublesome, but I need to just chill out and let it come. Maybe eventually I will get to the point where a lap stand will work. Now, though, I need to enjoy playing on the ipad thingie and just keep the damn arm still.
So that's it for a blistery Friday, my Dearies. All is well...all is well.
Please continue to tell me all about your little corners of the world. I hope that your needles are flying, your hearts are full, and that the weekend is exactly everything you want it to be!