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Well, here we go…


In 11 days, I’m off to Denver.  (Yes, my sister is going with.)  At this point, I’m just anxious to get up there and get all this finished.  I have my surgery clearance appointment with my cardiologist on the 29, then we leave on the 30th cause my pre-surgery appointment at Rose Medical is on the 1st of Oct.  I’ve filled out, signed and returned my leave of absence form and made sure someone has the key to to the desk so, if needed, Genealogy people can get into the desk to get the keys for the cabinets and stuff.  As I am now the President of the Genealogy Society, I have to let my Vice President know I probably won’t be there for October’s meeting.  Thing is, I don’t think he will be either.  So there may not be a meeting in October.  Oh well.

Time wise, I have a little less than a week to get everything “situated”.  Need to make sure all the plants are watered well, that there’s plenty of kitty food out for Meow-Yen, plus making sure I have everything I need up in Denver.  Mostly slippers, loose clothing, things to do that don’t require exertion, books to read (Thanks, Lynne 🙂  ), crossword puzzles, throat lozenges and maybe some hot tea for soothing my throat after surgery, all my meds, just in case…  Whoosh!

Meow-Yen gets that something is going on, so she’s become the massive velcro kitty lately.  As I type this, she’s curled up on my feet under my desk.  Silly girl.  I so wish I could make her understand that it’s only for a little while then I’ll be back.  Some times she just lays on her window seat and watches me…


I love her so much!  Silly girl.

Well, my “break” is over, time to get back to doing dishes and sweeping the floor and finding something to pack my clothes in…  So much to do and I’m running out of time…




Well, the lattice is up and has survived its first wind storm.  Yea.  My sunflowers have been planted, along with all the stuff I have already planted.  I was reading the package of seeds for the Passion Flower and learned that it takes up to a year for germination.  Guess I won’t be planting a passion flower this year.  I also learned that in some areas, the passion flower is considered a weed.  Interesting.  My avocado finally stuck a sprout up yesterday, too.  Finally.  (It’s planted in dirt, not water.)


We’ve had quite a few rains lately.  More than we had this time last year.  Yea, last year we had so much rain that we had flooding.  But that was one thunderstorm that dropped 2 or 3 inches in less than 1 to 1 1/2 hours, I think.  The drought is in no way over, but any little rain is greatly appreciated.  Lots of green everywhere.  It is so lovely.  I’m enjoying it now cause July and August are coming.  And the green will be very sparse by then.

My sister and I pulled out my swamp cooler.  It makes me sick.  As in upper respiratory infection sick.  We had been talking about it for a few days.  I had been thinking about how I could get an air conditioner since the weather got warmer.  My Mom and sister had been talking about it, too.  We all finally talked about it together.  I went to my land lady and made a rather tentative suggestion – we pull out the swamp cooler and put in one or two air conditioners and she pays for half of it.  To my surprise, she said okay.  So Cindy, my sister, and I went to Walmart and got a small air conditioner.  Now, you do have to remember, my house is less than 1000 sq. ft.  We put the first one in the back window in the spare room, blowing into my bedroom.  It worked great.  Cooled the back of the house down 10 or 15 degrees.  So within the next couple of days, we pulled the swamp cooler out of the front window, bought another air conditioner, and put it in. ( I say we, but, my sister did most of the work.)  They do such a good job that my house is extremely comfortable.  Not going to be worrying about the 100+ degrees that will soon be here.

I have a new position at work now.  I’m working in the genealogy lab.  And I couldn’t be happier.  (Well, yes, I could, but that’s another story.)  I do miss my friends in the kitchen and some of the people I served, but I’m still in the same building and several of them have found out where I am, so they come by and say hi and we still talk.  The work is not hard, I keep track of all the personal events that happen every day – births, deaths, engagements, weddings, anniversaries, graduations, etc.  Anything of a personal event.  We also keep track of the towns events, but it’s mostly the people’s lives we keep track of.  I find it very interesting.  there are several projects going on, the first one is marking graves at a small, private cemetery in about a week or so.  After that, we will be going to all the area cemeteries to update our files of who is buried where.  We do this about once a year.  It will take 2 or 3 days to do, but I’m really looking forward to it.

So, now you’re updated on everything that’s been going on.  Nothing drastic, just my life in a small town on the high plains of southeastern Colorado.

Its a short trip….

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I’m having “a day”.  The first half went okay.  Good, actually.  but since I’ve been home from work, well, it’s been frustrating.   And I can’t even say why.

Well, that’s not exactly right…  Found out that I missed the turn in date for my time sheet for work.  Hopefully faxing it in first thing tomorrow will be okay.  Geez.  Then I decided it was time to clean up my desk.  I’m not overly tidy, at home.  Lots of old receipts, kleenex, calendars, bills that should be in either the paid or the unpaid file, all the genealogy stuff, spread all over the place,  fake flowers, Smurfs, Ficus trees,  inhalant boxes, pill bottles, gnomes, empty coke bottles, blank and used computer disks…  I could go on but I won’t.  So, I started going through piles and throwing stuff away, then clipping things together, making new files, finding old files…  And I still can’t see the top of my desk.  I even found 3 plates and a bowl with the silverware laying on them.  Geez.

But why should my desk be the exception to the rule?  My whole house is ridiculous right now and I think it’s starting to get to me.

I still have boxes of Christmas decorations sitting in my living room.  Forget Christmas, I’ve still got Halloween decorations sitting in my living room.  And I can’t find my kitchen table.  It’s covered with partial emptied boxes and bags.  Why is this the case?  I STILL can’t get into my utility room.  We’re going on 6 months now.  I am getting very frustrated and unhappy.

And, here’s what’s really bugging me – I can’t do a thing about it.  It’s not, yet, my house.  I still have to deal with a land lady.  Now, you need to understand, My Land Lady is the sweetest old lady ever.  And therein lies the problem.  She is very kind and forgiving and patient.  And the contractor is her friend.  And the contractor is at the bottom of the issue.  He’s been in Mexico having “heart procedures” done.  According to my Land Lady, he’s home now and “recovering” and when he’s better, he promises he’ll get right over here and finish up the roof.  Excuse me, there are two roofs to be done, not just one.  And yesterday was one of the windiest days all winter long.

Oh well… What can I do?  Take up knitting and learn to be exceptionally patient.

It’s beginning to look a lot like…


Thanksgiving is almost over. We didn’t have turkey. As Thanksgiving is at Mom’s house and she’s decided that cooking a turkey for 3 people isn’t much fun, and because it’s her house. we had lobster tails, King Crab legs, regular shrimp and coconut shrimp. Don’t get me wrong, it was good – how could it not be? – but I missed the turkey and sweet potatoes and green bean casserole, etc. We had pumpkin pie cause I made one. Well I made 4. Three for work and one for us. I kept half of the pie and left the other half with Mom and Cindy.

Then Mom and I sat down and talked genealogy. We have a very large family and the more I find out, the bigger it gets. I’ve found a Civil War soldier and two WWI soldiers. I found an illegitimate family member, who was eventually adopted by his grandparents. (His mother was a bit of a jet setter and, for that time in history, she was married an incredible 3 times (at least) and traveled a lot. Lost track of her in 1940 on a steamship to Venezuela.) Most families in the late 1800s, early 1900s had very large families. We’re talking 10 to 17 kids. (One family had 17 kids, but only 12 survived childhood.) After the genealogy talks, my sister sat down and outlined her plans for, not only their house, but for decorating my house. Thanks but no thanks. Money is too tight. I will put up my tree and a few other Christmas decorations, but I can’t afford to light up the outside of the house. (Note to self – put squirt bottle on grocery list. Meow-Yen will try to climb the Christmas tree.) My sister will start decorating tomorrow morning. She can’t wait. I’ll start dragging the tree and stuff into the house from the garage maybe tomorrow, maybe Saturday, or maybe not… It’s hard for me to do… Maybe I can get Cindy to help bring it in, as long as I can figure out where to put it…

And therein lies the problem. With the arthritis in my knee and the new pains in my left shoulder, moving heavy boxes is out of the question. Especially up stairs…

I really do want to have my tree up, at least. I just wish it didn’t hurt so much to move things around…