PEA SOUP AND MAMMOGRAMS

I would have posted sooner but nothing much has happened.

Kathy and Kerry are in Toronto right now.  I went over to their house and got my casserole dish.  In it was the left over easter ham bone.  So I brought it home and made pea soup.  Then I took a couple of containers over to their house and stuck it in their freezer.  That way they have something to eat when they get back.

I went in for my mammogram on Thursday.  Anne, bless her heart, went with me.  Of course I have to wait now for what seems like forever to find out.  Sharri, a wonderful supportive face book friend, left a wonderful challenge for me on the last post.  And I am going to take her up on it!

I wondered what happened when you don't have a doctor to send the results to.  Apparently there are so many women in Kamloops without a doctor, they created a 'women's breast health' clinic in the hospital.  So if there is anything found, they send the report up there.  I was kind of glad to hear that.  I found out at Emily's soiree the other night, talking with a woman who volunteers there, that you can get chemo here in Kamloops.  The only thing they really send you to Kelowna for is radiation.

One thing I learned about myself since being alone since Bill died, I need a plan.  Always.  If I am in limbo, not able to plan until something else happens first, or it's not something in my control so I can't make a plan, I go nuts.  I need to have a plan.

So rather than sit here not knowing if I can actually move to Port, which I can't if things don't turn out well, then what?  So I came up with plan B...and immediately I relaxed.  I phoned Monte and discussed Plan B.  We would rather be in Port but....

Plan B:  Before I signed on the dotted line I explained to my realtor that if things aren't right with the mammogram I would have to withdraw from the sale of my townhouse.  She totally understood...listed it anyway and people have been through it already..but she said that accepted offers wouldn't happen until after I know.

I would keep the townhouse here and move Monte here.  He would have to reestablish himself with the mental health team here for his shots etc...  He would have the whole lower level, where he stayed before when he visited.  And musically, he would have to rent at the jam space downtown.  He was totally okay with this plan, but we both would be disappointed somewhat.

I would then have to turn around and sell the house in Port.  Selling it within a year would mean I would have to pay capital gains....which wouldn't be much.  The house will not have gone up that much.

Then if the worst comes to the worst Monte would have family here in town to help him, a housekeeper coming in regularly and a place to live for as long as needed.  And I feel really good about that.  Having a plan b, and, knowing Monte would be safe makes all the difference and has helped dial down the fear.  Now I wait.

Another thing I can't believe I forgot, is how nervous a seriously clean house makes me.  This house is spotless.  Last night I went around and removed a lot things I love, but looking at the pics on realtor.ca it looks totally cluttered.  Looks a whole lot better today.  Now I think I am going to go outside and tackle the green shit that is spreading like wildfire in front of my place.  I have no idea what it is but it needs to die.  Gotta pull the crap up.  The way it survives and spreads it has to be a weed.

I did the stupidest thing.  I wasn't paying attention and I didn't realize this weekend was a long, a really loooong one.  Everybody is either out of town, has rellies visiting or plans of some sort.  I should have planned something.  Its way too quiet and lonely.  I do talk to Wrangler though.  Thank goodness for him!  I took myself to Denny's yesterday for a mid day breakfast.  Kinda felt like a loser.  Haha!  A very interesting crowd of old people and losers in there.  The breakfast was good though and they have the best coffee.  And a bonus...the waitresses call you dear.

I just looked at the calendar, and on Thursday coming up the Price family reunion starts, in Kelowna.  Usually over a hundred people show up.  We have an enormous family!  Its held at a bible camp where you can rent the whole property.  Meals are provided as well as camping spots and there is a lodge with share rooms.  Share rooms are not really my bag so I am staying at the Holiday Inn about ten miles away. My brother and wife are staying at the hotel as well.  The last one I went to both mom and Bill were there.

Right after the reunion Monte is going to bus it up here.  If we are moving he can help me pack.  If we aren't moving he can have a wee holiday and then we will go to Port, pack his things, sign realtor papers and come back.  Thats a plan!!!

TTYL

SOMETHING THAT FILLS ME WITH LOVE:

Thats easy...my kids and family and dog and jeep and friends....the order is fluid depending on what's happening!  I am so grateful for the positive feelings they all provide for me.