I got a commission to knit a hat for a woman at church. She'll pay me for both the yarn and my time. I can't charge her because it's not an original pattern but if she wants to give me a buck or two for my time, I ain't complainin'.
It snowed today and snow makes me happy, too. Shoveling...not so much...but I love the way snow looks when it's coming down. Fortunately it didn't stick so there is no shoveling today.
Zach registered for his classes for next semester and is going to go for a dual degree (if I didn't already mention it) and fortunately will have the money for tuition, fees and books by the time he needs them. And if he can continue to work the hours he's been getting (not much...about 10 a week) he'll still have the money for the fall semester and will only owe us for the first year. And it's not like we're going to charge him interest.
Again...makes me happy.
On the sleep front, since I switched to the futon (which is a PITA to make up and put back together) I've been sleeping so much better. And when night comes, I'm sleepy again. Not like it has been with lots of waking up, waking up stiff and sore from being in the same position and napping during the day so not getting sleepy at night. Now I can barely stay awake until 11 p.m.
Before it would be 1 or 2 a.m before I even began to get sleepy.
And my weight is stable. Not a great weight but I'm not gaining. In fact, I think I've lost 2 pounds. Two solid pounds. So I don't need to do anything except add some activity. And when I can get through this fatigue cycle (and they do come and go) then I can get some serious work done on the house. I plan on doing some closet emptying while Tom is gone hunting. Between Freecycle, the thrift store and the trash can, I might make some progress. And even find my slippers. I hope.
I so appreciate the comments. They give me a such a lift. I try not to whine too much because I've got people in my life who are supposed to love me but can only criticize me when I need a shoulder to cry on. Except for Zach but I try not to go to him with marital problems. Or financial problems. Although he's not deaf and can hear it when I get my daily dose of whatever the crime of the day is.
I will try in the future not to complain too much though.
I washed a load of clothes today intending to hang them out because it was briskly windy out there and I thought in spite of the cold temps they would still dry but they didn't get done before we had to leave for Zach's class and since it's been snowing off and on, I don't think it will work to hang them out. Tomorrow looks good but I think I will just hang them on the racks and hangars instead. It takes a couple of days for them to dry but there's nothing there I need tomorrow so it's okay.
Saving money makes me happy, too.
I bought a London broil roast a couple of weeks ago at the store. It wasn't on sale but the price was lower than most of the other meats and I'm getting tired of just hamburger and chicken. I got a small one, about $7, and cut it into three pieces. So far I've made beef and noodles and beef and rice. Today we're having pot roast with potatoes and carrots. I'll make some chicken broth rice for Zach since he can't stomach potatoes, except french fries. So three meals for a bit over $7. And that's one of my more expensive meals.
I can get three meals out of a chicken and I buy the family packs of ground meat and divide them up to half pound packages. I can do this. I need to stop panicking so much.
And I might start on the beaded scarf kit I won from Joan a while back. I'm so nervous about starting lace, especially beaded lace. And if anyone has some spare hugs or prayers or energy could you send them her way? It doesn't sound like chemo is being very effective. And that makes me sad, of course.
I really shouldn't let these pity parties happen too often, although I think it's okay for people to have them once in a while. I really don't have things as bad as some others do. And I need to remember that.
So thanks for all the love you've sent my way. I'm going to try to fight through this depression and let my outlook be brighter. And maybe even get busy and answer my email.
Love you guys.
TTFN
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