Bedtime Miscellany

Dear John,

 

I'll try to be quick tonight - we'll see how well that goes. It's almost 10:00 and I have to get up at 5:30. I'm up late because I dropped a stitch in Jen's sock - this pattern is too complicated to be able to just work it back up like I usually can - it took me a solid hour to take out enough rows to get to the dropped stitch. Rats. But the good news is that I did get it fixed.

 

Jen came by tonight to exchange mail with me. She's really missing you right now, so if you could encourage her a bit I'd appreciate it. I had an unexpected grief period yesterday at work. Amanda treated us to milkshakes, and I realized it was the first one I've had since you died. We used to split them - chocolate, easy on the chocolate - and I hadn't had one by myself yet. It was really good, but surprisingly sad.

 

I had a busy day off. I did laundry (so I will sleep on cereal-less sheets tonight), paid bills and updated financial records, went to the post office, returned some clothes that didn't fit, paid the water bill, and made a huge recycling run. Important safety tip: Don't make a recycling run when there is a lot of wind. I spent a good bit of time chasing paper and flattened cardboard. Back at home, I ran the dishwasher and put dishes away, went through magazines, and started going through my Lia Sophia things. Did I tell you that they're going out of business at the end of this month? It's sad for so many of us. I have supplies and jewelry to sort through, half the office closet to work on. I got a good start on it today.

 

And now it's time for me to go to sleep. Tomorrow is Friday, so it will be a busy day. I'll be at the drive-up with Margaret, and will enjoy that. And we're getting pizza brought in for lunch for my birthday and the ones in December. Pizza is always good!

 

I'll leave you with this cartoon. I so know the feeling! I can't believe I'm still having hot flashes eleven years after my hysterectomy, but here I am. You put up with them so patiently. If you come for a visit and find a puddle of water with a carrot in it, you'll know what happened to me!

 

Adore you,

Joan.