November 2, 2014
10:10 p.m.

It occurs to me that I have become a person who needs an appointment calendar. I can't tell you how much this discourages me.

Or why it should discourage me at all.

But it does.

I guess it's because the only appointments I have to keep track of are medical in nature, and I don't want to go to any of them.

I have three upcoming appointments. The only one I remember is the one on Friday. The other two are sometime this week, and all I know for sure is they are not tomorrow. (Monday) So tomorrow I must make two phone calls to remind myself when my appointments are so I can make arrangements to be picked up for them.

Sad.

I want an appointment to interview for a new job. Or to take a dance lesson. Or to go see a play. Those are the types of things I want to see in my appointment calendar!

Someone remind me to get an appointment calendar when I go out to one of my medical appointments, okay?
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I am feeling semi-proud of myself for completing my ballot. I hate voting. I often feel like I am choosing between the lesser of two (or three or four) evils. I'm interested in school issues only up to a point, as I have no school-age children anymore and my grandchildren will be unaffected by anything I vote for in my area. All the children I know and love live far out of my jurisdiction. I suppose it's okay with me if they tax marijuana and marijuana related products--I don't buy it, so I won't be taxed.

But I'm semi-proud of myself anyway, because I looked up some stuff and tried to make informed decisions. I will be totally proud if I remember to drop off the ballot when I go out to one of my appointments. Provided one of those appointments fall before November 4th.

Uh...hmm. I may have to arrange for another ride. Just in case. So I can be proud of myself. Yeah.
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First of the month, and I have almost completed the bill-paying. That's another thing I really don't like doing, but I do like having a place to live, heat and electricity and food, so I write the checks and wave bye-bye to the money as soon as it comes in.

Just like everyone else!

Because I'm not fond of the process, I am going to take a minute right now to thank God that I am actually able to do this. So many people have no homes. So many people who do have homes are unable to keep them adequately heated during the winter. So many people went to bed tonight with empty bellies. So I should just shut up and be grateful for all that I have and all that I am able to do.

Sometimes I'm just disappointed in me! Gratitude, not attitude, girl.
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I have this great laundry basket with long handles, which I managed to drag down the hall to the washing machine today all by myself! My son said, "Look at you, doing laundry by yourself!" I have to say, it's those little things that make your day!

Of course, now I have to go put all those clothes away, but that's probably not going to happen. I've probably confessed this before--sometimes the clothes remain in the basket without ever finding their way into closet or dresser before being worn again. I have always been notorious for that. Clothes washed, dried and folded, but put away? Er--sometimes!

So, can I get credit for 3 out of 4, please?
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I pre-ordered Stephen King's new book, Cary Elwes's new book and Neil Patrick Harris's new book. At least one of them ought to show up this week. I'm so excited. New books! New books! Hurray!
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And to all, a good night!

November 1, 2014
8:26 p.m.

Oh my God, it's November! I missed October, man! I mean, I really missed it! Between September 26th and now, I have been out of my house a grand total of five times. Doctor appointment day, MRI day, once to get an ice cream cone, a trip to Lowe's to buy a new toilet and a trip to the bank. Holy crap, I missed October!

Okay, I did go to the Emergency room on September 26th, but I'm not gonna count that. Sue me. Besides, that was in September.

My son and daughter-in-law took me to eat on Doctor day. On MRI day friends took me to lunch, and we went to Lowe's to find out what we needed to know before purchasing the toilet. They have scooters at Lowe's! That was interesting--it's a learning experience! But I didn't have to deal with crutches, and that was nice. Then a few days later we went and purchased the toilet and made arrangements for installation, and I boogied around on the scooter again.

Thursday we hit the bank, went out for an early dinner, then stopped at Safeway's for a few things. Safeway also has scooters, but guess what? They are nothing like the scooters at Lowe's, so I had to learn again! Safeway scooters are racing scooters. You could run someone down with those things! Ask my son, I tried to run over him. Sorry, son!

I finally got a diagnosis on my foot injury. Well, a diagnosis of sorts. Apparently I have no current tear, but I have "really bad" tendonitis and a lot of scarring on the tendon, according to the Physician's Assistant who called me. I see the doctor again on Friday. I imagine I will be ordered to stay in the boot or else I will be put in a cast. (That's what I'd make me do, if I was the doctor. Threaten me. Threats have been effective in the past.)

Confession: I have been lax with the boot. It doesn't fit right, it doesn't immobilize my foot and ankle, and it hurts like hell. So unless I actually leave my house (see above, five times in the last thirty-five days) I have been wearing the boot intermittently. Don't I know better? Well, yeah. But my insurance would not approve a second boot, and the one I got at the hospital is a generic piece of crap, so unless and/or until I can get some modifications to make it work...I'm not gonna wear it. I'll find out on Wednesday if that can happen.

I could end up in a cast. Boo.

I've already been warned that a sprain, which is technically what this is, can take longer to heal than a torn tendon or a broken bone. That sucks! Who would have thought that a tear or break would be better news than a sprain?

All I want is to be able to ambulate without crutches by the time I leave for Oklahoma in December. Crutches in the airport is not something I want to deal with.

I'm headed back to physical therapy next week, so losing the crutches will be my goal. Wish me luck!

Enough about the foot. I'm really tired of the foot.
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On a happier note, the new toilet was installed yesterday. Hurray! No more having to shut off the water after every flush because it never stops running! My main bathroom is now fully functional, since we recently repaired the bathtub/shower faucets as well. It's the little things that make my day.
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I've got to get on the ball regarding Thanksgiving plans and making product for the upcoming craft fair. It's not like I'm going anywhere! I'm just the queen of procrastination!
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Everyone have a good night!