SAD BUT OKAY

 As promised I shall update.  It turns out that Kevin and family cannot join us at Xmas.  We, the family, are so so sad and disappointed about this.  We haven't all been together since.....you know what?  I can't even remember.    Maybe we never have.  I am not sure.

They are having issues...that are not mine to tell.  They will be fine but it's going to be a struggle.  Those two never seem to get a break and it isn't fair or right.  Eventually one needs that easing up of worry.  I feel so bad for them....and us.  We were all so looking forward to spending some fun time with them.

Well something happened to Ange that I live in fear of!!!  LOL!!  Actually it isn't funny.  Her one pair of ancient glasses broke.  Irrepairably (is that a word? the red line says NOOOOT). Her eyesight isn't great.  It isn't as bad as blind Bob here, but bad enough I am glad she doesn't drive and attempt it anyway.  I have often dwelt on that thought of broken glasses.  If that happened to me I would be totally hooped.  I do have old ones around but I can't see very well with them.  Now and then I try them out and no...just no.  Instant nausea.  Yikes!!!!

So today we are heading over to Walmart to look at reading glasses.  She can't get new glasses til January so she thought she would give readers a try.  Could work, you never know.

Got my tree up finally.  It's been laying on the floor since the beginning of November.  But now it is all decorated.  Lol!!!  All I did was wrap 300 colourful lights on it. Keep in mind it's only three feet tall.  And those lights are not LED's.  They are hot.  Oh well.

If the tree catches fire I think I would get peeps and animals out, grab my technology and let'er rip.  I am so tired of stuff stuff stuff. I have three sheds. a large area in the laundry room and one bedroom full of crap.  I would attempt to sell some of it but that is such a chore.  I have no trouble selling April's stuff as her stuff is desirable.  Mine not so much.  And a lot of my stuff is big and awkward to get unburied.  I remember clearly feeling this way four days before our big house burned down.  It was the fastest easiest downsizing ever.

Today is housekeeper day.  I spent the day yesterday preparing for her, in other words cleaning the house.  I want her to not only spend her very expensive time actually cleaning, but I want her to see it, not junk laying around.  She is booked solid and she makes 35 bucks an hour.  That's more than the educated and trained friends of April...a lot of them in the medical field.  Doesn't seem right.

Well before I head into a rant I shall stop here.  TFL andTTYL

'The only time I enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in my steam iron.'  Phyllis Tiller

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