Wednesday, February 10, 2016
As you can plainly see, even though the painting is done, I still have lots to do. You will also see that the snow is on the ground and the wind is gusting.
This side is not so bad, I have cleaned it up a bit, still have signs to hang. I am ready for my gardens to bring in some green. Or, at the very least, enough snow to cover up the ugly grounds!
See, it is the same color as the gravel. I think it has a touch of blue in it. I still think HeWho switched up the color on me. I am itching to get out there and finish.
In the mean time, I am stuck inside. Every day I set a small goal for myself. I am cleaning out storage boxes and drawers that have been stuffed with whatever is in the hand of HeWho. I tackled his side table today. I put everything I found and did not know what to do with in a basket. I stole some letter trays from the office and set it up for him to be able to sort all the papers I encountered. HeWho empties his pockets there every night. Loose change, receipts, business cards, and pocket lint. He saves it all. I knew what to do with the change ..... I just put it in the cash register. I put all the drill bits and screw and washers and bolts in the appropriate place and all he had left was the papers in the basket. I am happy to report that he stayed on task and finished sorting and filing!!
I have more energy in the morning, so I have been cooking our meals then. HeWho loves me will go get take-out, but our selections are limited. Easier to just get it ready to heat up at dinner time. I have switched to half caff and limit myself to 2 cups a day. I even bout a smaller mug to drink from. I was hoping that the dip in caffeine might prove help with my irregular heart beat. Don't know why I thought that, I was denied caffeine during my hospital stay and other than making me crabby and giving me a headache, it did not help.
Mt blood pressure continues to bottom out daily. 80/50 when I am feeling the weakest. Today was particularly bad. I monitored my heart beat for two hours and I was skipping every third beat. Makes me want to hyper-ventilate to get more oxygen to my brain. To add injury to insult ...... I did something to my right shoulder. I reached into a cabinet and pain stopped me cold. I heard a little crunchy sound. Could it have something to do with sleeping with a dachshund tucked in my armpit? I will see the cardiologist this Friday.
So, in my cleaning, I ran across some old pictures. I found some snapshots my Dad took while he was on shore leave in the Europe. I also found one of his sailor hats stenciled with his name and SS number. All of his clothes he wore while on the ship were stenciled with that information. When I was a little girl I wondered why my underwear was not stenciled with my name. I plan to make a shadow box with his hat and the pictures. I have more picture albums and boxes to go through first.
This is a picture of my sweet husband. HeWho at about 9 or 10 years old. He is still cute! I can clearly see my Jill in this face, as well as my grandson, Gavin. I love old pictures!