It is the week of Thanksgiving, and I have many, many things to be thankful for. I really am trying to look for the positive right now, and my current predicament is making that a rougher job than usual, but not so hard that I don't see the many blessings in my life. I have so many. And frankly, there is ALWAYS someone, that is in far worse shape than we are, and we never have to look very hard to find them. So I DO feel blessed.
Monday again, but a short work week. I do feel for those of you in retail positions, beginning Friday, I'm sure a new kind of hell will begin. While I'm looking forward to the Christmas season, this year, I really don't know what to expect, with my upcoming surgery. I don't know if I will bounce right back and be able to do as usual, or if I will still be down. I did manage to do some of my shopping online this weekend, grown kids really aren't as fun to buy for as little ones are. I miss those days. I look forward to the day that grandkids are in the picture----maybe----and some of that fun will return. ;)
YS managed to hurt his foot quite badly yesterday morning, and he is in ALOT of pain. Nothing broken, but many tendons and ligaments messed up, he has to wait a until Tuesday and go back to the hospital, in the hopes the swelling goes down, to have an MRI, to see if surgery is in order, good heavens, it's always something with that one. I feel really bad for him, he's hurting severely. I have not talked with him since last night, but I imagine he had a very bad night, and working will be a non-issue, although that in itself IS an issue as he cannot miss work, he is still on probation, as he is new. Sigh. I worry myself to death and it does me no good. Yes, I know, don't tell me not to, there is no way I can stop. So....
It was a very quiet, (and boring) weekend, but I did sleep alot. Not that there is much merit in that. My old saying..."I can sleep when I'm dead" is not doing me any good right now. But I feel rested.
There are two kitty's chasing one another up and down the stairs as I write this, and it sounds like the entire house might come crashing down. This old brick place has been standing for 104 years, do you suppose that two cats can cause it's demise?
Have a good day! Out.
PS.. My title is an old saying of mine, and really doesn't mean anything. It was always an answer I used when I didn't know what else to say. I thought I should clear that one up before the questions were asked.