I worked today and then I went to the doctor's office. This is the first time since I was in the hospital back in May that I have walked with my rollator, except for a trip to the DMV. Those marble floors in the hospital office building sure are pretty, but they are awfully hard on my knee and ankle. My shoulders took a beating too, because I was leaning heavily on the rollator. However, I made it without a wheelchair! Also, I got good news from the doctor. And when I got home, there was a wonderful surprise in my mailbox.

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Hi GeorgiaMa'am,

I was sooooo happy to read you received good news from your doctor!!!

My friend, I am sending you a big bear hug! :)
RockOn

My Monday morning started with going to see my Ortho, getting 3 very painful cortisone shots in my neck and shoulder...

Then my day went totally wild from there...
To hardware store for a bale of Fescue for the goat.
Other chores in town.
Lunch at Sonic.
Bought my new "Wheelies" (walker).
Headed home about 1pm then busted ass to get the camper ready for my trip tomorrow.
Back to town to Lowe's for a set of "louvered door tracks" for the camper.
Rush home.
More gathering gear, building a special set of steps for the side door of my new handicap accessible camper, tried to hitch camper to truck but ran into a problem with the crank on the jack (called neighbor for help, had to wait an hour), did kitchen chores and 2 loads of laundry, tended to dogs, met with pet sitter for goat and kitties, cleaned up my mess from building steps, heated up leftovers for a late dinner, made sure my roommate had his bad knee wrapped in ice, cleaned 2 dog crates, mowed part of an acre of grass (the rest can wait till next week), during the Lowe's trip I also went to pet store for dog food, and a bunch of other junk my tired brain can't recall.
Finally got a shower just after midnight and laid down about 1:45am.

Damn.

I got some work done in the morning, went to the drugstore in the afternoon, and made a list of all the things I've got to get done before my surgery on Sept. 24. Oh, and I played "Chase the Laser" with the kitty.

Besides being on the job today, I've been working on my list of "Do Not Forget" things I need to take with me, when I get ready to go on vacation next week.

And, I got the front wheel off my bicycle so I can get it fixed tomorrow at the bicycle shop (in town).

Tomorrow, it's household chores day, so there's that.

Haa!! That is going to be me tomorrow, because my whole entire week has been wayyyyyy tooooo bizzy. *LOL* :tease:

So that's me tomorrow: Not busy or productive. Just taking it easy. :blueheels:

Cleaned the refridgerator and prepped some food :)

Made lists, took some inventory, organized pantry, other storage areas. I make it a habit to try and purchase a little extra of the household products I use on a regular basis as well as make sure I have some non-perishable foods on hand so if something like this happens I don't have to go out, fight crowds, wind up standing in some bread line, or even worse. I might choose to go out, purchase things to make myself more comfortable, the meals fresher, less repetitive but I don't have to. That brings a little peace of mind. If hard times can't be avoided then I try and learn from them so hopefully the next time I'll be a little better prepared than I was the time before. It's one thing to image what you'll need during these type of situations and a completely different thing altogether to know as a result of having lived through them. So today was just one of those kind of no fun but know it needs done anyway kind of days. I hate doing it when I'm doing it but later when, inevitably, something like this comes along I'll be glad I got up off my duff and did it anyway back when I didn't want to.

Yesterday:

Made a couple gallons of Salsa. Canned some and froze the rest.
Chopped up a bunch of tomatoes to vacuum seal and freeze for winter treats.
Made zoodles of zucchini and yellow squash.
Cooked our first garden pumpkin and made soup and muffins out of it.
We also went out to the farm where we get our meat and it was so nice out we sat out for a while watching the chickens and turkeys play. They were all being silly and having fun.

Then it was stuff like laundry, litter boxes, and taking out the trash.

Accomplished today
 

My van got her yearly detailing, she is so clean.
Tomorrow she gets her hot oil innards sprayed for winter for salt and rust.

--Came home, for a sec, to do some laundry.
--Checked mail box, cleaned out fridge.
--Leaving soon, again (beach time :stillheart:).

Today I basically cried a lot, called two friends and cried some more, and threw in the towel over all the stuff I need to get done before I have surgery.

Tomorrow, I will actually do something on the list.

Very little so far and it's not looking good for the rest of the day either. I have almost zero motivation to do anything these days. In the middle of the night, I have all these amazing plans for things to do and then when the morning comes around, eh maybe tomorrow.

Probably too much and ruined myself for this fantastic weekend. Only time will tell. I am not passed out sleeping. Of course, I turned the ac down lower as soon as I made it home

I organized about a third of my bedroom. It's been awhile, so I had stuff piled everywhere. I did the first third yesterday, and tomorrow is for the last third.

There's a huge pile of stuff at my curb. I heard on some news program today (can't recall which) that a lot of people are getting rid of clutter due to staying at home during COVID-19. They discussed how clutter tends to be generational - people from the depression area never throw out anything that might be remotely useful some day; even broken things that could possibly be repaired. The Boomer generation feels a sense of obligation to store memorabilia - for a generation that doesn't want it. The latest generations just don't want clutter, period. I'm Gen X, so I guess at heart I really want to get rid of clutter, but I was raised by people with depression-era values. I have plenty of junk that might be useful "someday", or that I could sell in a yard sale, or that somebody else might be able to use. I have recently decided, though, that if I don't just get it out of the house, it's never going anywhere, and it will just be left here for my relatives to eventually deal with. Therefore, it's going on the curb, where it will eventually wind up in a landfill - which makes me feel rather guilty. But at least I will feel guilty in a house where I have more room to walk than just paths between all the piles of junk.

So, that's what I accomplished today: decluttering, self-guiltifying, and rationalization.