Just got back a short time ago from a few days at North Myrtle Beach with hubby and fur-baby. Hubby had a Civitan District Convention meeting there. It was a very relaxing few days. One of the things DH & I love to do is play putt-putt, and we are VERY competitive about it. However, sadly, in the 34 years we've been married, I have only beaten him TWICE!!! Sooooooooooo sad! We've probably played close to 90 games over those 34 years. However.....ONE of those two times that I actually beat him was this past Saturday!! WOO-HOO! We had played the day before, on Friday, and I lost to him. But on Saturday, before we even began, I saw these adorable little gold-plated trophies, about 8" tall, some with women, some with men, some with just a golf ball. $12.50. So I told hubby, if I beat you, you are going to buy me that trophy of the female golfer!! So we played, and I beat him by ONE stroke!! (Well, really two, because I let him take a mulligan on another stroke when his ball went in the water, haha! But I didn't count it off on his score!). Anyhow, that little trophy is on my fireplace mantle, and it MEANS MORE TO ME THAN A 10-CARAT DIAMOND RING!! No kidding, it really does!! There's 34 years of putt-putt competition in that trophy!! Yay me!!!

Today I went axe throwing with my book club. We talked about doing our gun certifications again. I came home and took a nap, talked to my parents and made dinner.

Had a few frustrations (one car died en route to those little errands) and quite a few aha! moments re: ergonomics and me. I have not made it all the way back to where it feels as if all of the overuse stress has dissipated, but I diligently protected my feet/legs. At the end of the day, they are feeling like body parts rather than dead weights. Another wonderfulness? Spontaneously (with inspiration?) I began the last part of a six-part process, found something I needed, and established the correct goal for the work. This bin contains some wrapped, inherited things that can stay there and this one bin must be the only one used after sorting and consolidating things from the other bins in the project. Can you say, 'Byeeeeeee!' to so much stuff that I will only retain the most critical items? While I was at it, I was able to clear three spaces within my closet. Phew! I did lose weight and did not need some of the clothes. Project world is well and better than expected, and I can still stand. I am getting the hang of this! For the next two days, I center my work on the rest of the bins and how there is only thismuch space left in the one bin that will still be used. This involves 99% sitting and breaks for stretching and reading. Just now, I have a Jeeves and a Rumpole. This might explain me, in general. Above all, it rests me (except for my laughing apparatus). This is how it is supposed to be! And, because I finish this project on Tuesday, I can have a few days in the kitchen area. When not making quantities of fave recipes, I will be thinking of the salad for which I know no recipe. It is taking shape in my mind..... so far it has almost all its colors, lacks only flavor (unless the reality is different from the theory, bwahaha), and should be tried twice and then perfected in time for Thanksgiving. This, to me, is fun. I think it will fortify for more projects...

My new cat will not stop pooping on my carpet. I have him confined to the laundry room until I can figure something out.

Had a bit of a breakthrough into existing fact, if not into new territory. Months later, I figured out to combine compression therapy and claustrophobia. Good ol' common sense, descriptive language, and a willingness to complete a great deal of evolving care at home are all that I need. Oh, I am willing! The basics: This condition usually benefits from compression therapy in various formats. Most people handle this with ease. Me? I will never wear compression hosiery or anything like it. Instead, I bought assorted myself assorted supportive tools that permit me to defy gravity as often as possible at home every day and in my general time frame. Just now, at the end stage of wound healing, I can finally permit hubby to wrap my legs as tightly as medically preferred because (get this!) we necessarily liberate my skin every few hours to give it some love between changes of wrappings. They are only in there for a few hours, during which time they receive known benefits for their well-being. hj
They always are at liberty when I give them their beloved warm water therapy which signals the beginning of giving them lots of several types of love. These two facts have been here all along. Only today did I knit them together into a complete idea that accommodates strongly opposing viewpoints while retaining the essential goals and processes. This always has been the sensible compromise between what I can handle and the preferred professionally applied layers of wrapping which become a compression tool that is left in place for days at a time. It would have been wonderful to make this connection months ago, but at least I got to this point. I am profoundly grateful to be here.

@HonnyBrown wrote:

My new cat will not stop pooping on my carpet. I have him confined to the laundry room until I can figure something out.

Oh dear! You might have to get some sort of spray repellent that cats don't like to keep him away from that area. Does he ever use a litter box?? If so, might try re-locating it. Also, you might ask your vet if this is any sort of sign of digestive issues in your fur-baby. Hoping all works out well for the two of you!!

Dentist appointment for cleaning, errands. A little house cleaning (UGH!). Cardinals baseball game tonight.

After a leg-killing road trip yesterday, I was immobilized for most of today. Now, I can move around a little bit. Tomorrow, walking typical distances in the apartment should be fully restored. Look out, house tasks!

It's been a very productive day! Body Pump class at the gym. Load of laundry. Made cold grain salad for dinner. Washed windows and patio door. There's still a lot of hours in the day, but I'm running out of steam :-)

Yay! This was the last of the over-busy days to finish specific tasks altogether or up to the point where they can wait for more attention. It was rough but worth it. I believe that 90% of the metaphysical aspect of my condition is due to chronic overwork and failure to balance work and rest. Now, I can rest guilt-free and use supportive things in supportive ways. Feels strange! Poor hubby. He had to more than his fair share recently. I know that he is thrilled to see his tiny daily task list for tomorrow. IEvery day is supposed to be like that for him, except for one more involving storage units and any oddball thing that could pop up unexpectedly.I had promised to guide us, or pull us out as if we were stuck mules, out of the morass and into this easier way of life. (You recall all the unsorted stuff at home and in storage. Oh, my!) I did it. And, just as soon as I can stand and walk sufficiently, I will do the household shopping and even attempt some gigs. It is a treat to think about doing mundane things again but not hurt my feet and legs. Until then, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...... my condition, in the only way I can deal with it, really is clearing up and going away........ mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... I will no longer be so overburdened that this shows up in a health crisis..........oooooooooooooooohhhhhh...... hey, self, just look at the books I kept.... there are some goodies in there!....... sssssiiiiiiiiiiiiiigggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh.....

I am ready for the new day, a new feet/leg-friendly adventure, and the inevitable health improvements that come from rest.

He uses the litter box and I scoop it after he uses it. I change it completely every 3 or 4 days. It's in the laundry room. I don't like my place smelling like cat poop. His new home is the laundry room.

@guysmom wrote:

@HonnyBrown wrote:

My new cat will not stop pooping on my carpet. I have him confined to the laundry room until I can figure something out.

Oh dear! You might have to get some sort of spray repellent that cats don't like to keep him away from that area. Does he ever use a litter box?? If so, might try re-locating it. Also, you might ask your vet if this is any sort of sign of digestive issues in your fur-baby. Hoping all works out well for the two of you!!

@HonnyBrown: poor kitty. I hope that you can find out soon what is bothering him. Hoping he will soon be on the mend and you have fewer task-y things in caring for him.

Is the cat using the litter box now that he's confined to the room? If not, a new brand or type of litter? A different style of litter box?

@HonnyBrown wrote:

My new cat will not stop pooping on my carpet. I have him confined to the laundry room until I can figure something out.

We are not supposed to tout or sell any products. It is only my intention to mention a specific thing in order to send some cyber and therefore benign love for Honny and beloved kitty. One brand of kitty litter is advertised with a well-know person who discusses a few features of the product. This kitty litter may turn various colors-- one or more per batch of kitty litter. Those colors may indicate that beloved kitty is experiencing some discomfort or other. It would not be difficult to find out the name of the product.

I don't have a compost pile any more, but Youngest Son does. Last week I froze the spent vegetables I used to make broth, and today Hubby and I took it to his house. While we were in the area we walked around, got coffee, then hit Aldi and another grocery store on the way home. I still have to get a couple of things at Costco.

Sweet day here. We are relaxing more than anything-- because we can! Nonetheless, we are accomplishing the small task lists and tying up a few loose ends. Now, we are all programmed for storage moving day next week and there is no more over-stress on my feet and legs. No Unprintable More! So I get to listen to Chopin, do more of the things that are good for my feet and legs, and just plain feel better. I dislike to chortle or brag, but I want to share that just one super-soft leftover bed sheet and my own strength, will, and intention have completely gotten rid of redness and swelling in my feet. I have been watching them for a few days, and they really are free to be their own natural selves now. They no longer need too-large shoes to accommodate the swelling, I spent no money, and I get to feel wonderful about figuring out an effective alternative to expensive treatment. I could not accomplish or handle the typical treatment, so I did what little I could. It worked. I get to play my resourcefulness in more places on the legs and I expect similar results-- but do not predict a time frame to reach the same desired result. I just get to do this proactive, creative, and low-cost at-home care. I feel certain that other people have found solutions that fit their budgets, too. We just need to trust ourselves, use whatever education or background feeds into our knowledge bases, seek and evaluate available information, and allow beautiful changes to happen.*forces self to stop here !!!!! before a full-on rant regarding the actual need for extensive and expensive government-managed care could escape*

Celebrating: lost more weight, cut hair and it is good enough, and hubby is doing a wonderful job with the task list and the little tricks I have been teaching to make each dryer load smaller so that we do not need to listen to this dryer so much (it should be replaced, but one thing at a time...).

Went to the office Tuesday and today. Tuesday was hot and very humid. Totally gross for commuting. Today was beautiful, sunny and cool. Had to be in at 6AM and now home. Client entertainment and then a client sponsored lunch for our team. T'was very nice. I don't want to address dinner. DDs #1 and #3 are planning to grill chicken outside and make a big garden salad. Bread and butter from Trader Joe's. Go my girls! I may go to our local fruit and veggie store if I feel up to it. I want peaches and grapes.

On the way to my standing Friday morning meeting I disposed of some unneeded prescription meds at the police station. On the way to my apartment shop after the meeting I dropped off a bag at Goodwill. In late afternoon Hubby and I walked to the grocery to buy bread for dinner. While there I also purchased some cookies, which I will serve as dessert at a gathering tomorrow.

Hubby has errands, no more than five minutes of helping me with my little projects, and about two hours of finishing his now-truncated project up to a point. He does not like this. However, at the end, we will have two re-purposed spaces and be ready for the fist cold snap. This is important because he will find out Monday whether he was hired or not for job that he want.ts. If hired, he would not have enough time for the dailies, let alone setting up future projects. We will get it done now. Next biggish day? Storage moving day next week. After that? Never. We will work indoors through the cold winter to get rid of the last of the excessive stuff (that should have gone months/years ago). Very little on average, per day worked. Easy peasy!

The Guys in our group of friends are getting together for poker. The Dolls are gathering here before going out to dinner, then coming back for dessert. Some of them have never seen our condo, so today I will straighten and clean.

Remember all that big push to finish certain tasks & projects just in case hubby is hired? Well, it greatly over-stressed my legs/feet and they are keeping me awake now. I did finish my entire portion of that work. That nearly finished off my legs/feet. But that will never happen again! I used this wakefulness well and corrected a few issues that are unrelated to body parts. The really annoying and lame dryer that needs lots of noisy cycles per wet load can be practically silenced. I bought two drying racks that can handle clothing and towels. The dryer can handle the rest of the laundry in just a few cycles and then shut up already. I am happier already! I can have music, and scriptures, and humor instead of hours of unnecessary machine sounds AAAAAAAAAAAhhhh... and, if all this bliss should put me to sleep, I will be prepared with the new long night gowns that cover me all the way to the ankles. Simultaneously, they make me feel like Amy Farrah Fowler and just plain ol' snug and warm as myself. Autumn and especially Winter here are cold! For as long as the oddball condition lingers, this is an offset to cold legs. I must keep them warm! Win-win-win! Not on the win side is that I will likely miss 99% of all my job types for awhile until the skin finishes the healing process, which is taking far longer than I would like it to. On the win side? I will be snug, covered, and warm in soft, welcoming fabric. Mmmmmmm..... ooooooohhhhh......

He was Angel Cat while he was on punishment.

I watched him while he used the litter box. I think it was too small for him. I got him a jumbo sized one and some different litter which I will change on Tuesday. So far so good.

@KathyG wrote:

Is the cat using the litter box now that he's confined to the room? If not, a new brand or type of litter? A different style of litter box?

@HonnyBrown wrote:

My new cat will not stop pooping on my carpet. I have him confined to the laundry room until I can figure something out.

Lifetime TV has a beautiful commercial tribute to Queen Elizabeth. I love watching it.

I stopped by Aldi today. There was nothing impressive in the middle aisle and the Manuka honey is still $13. I went to the clearance section and there was an accent chest. I have to assemble it once the cat is no longer laying on the pieces..

@Honny, So glad that it looks like you may have found a solution for your kitty!! Yes, they LOVE LOVE LOVE to lay all over stuff. Your kitty will claim that chest as his own after you've built it, because he will have his scent all over it! You'll also probably find out that your fur-baby will never ask your permission to walk across your keyboard just when you're typing out something important!! But the purring and cuddling will make up for it!!

Beautiful weekend. Hot with some humidity. DH closed the pool Saturday. Ladies were sad. Lazed around today, went to the mall with #2 as she had to get a white shirt. Did a shop while we were there. Prepped a very simple dinner, organized the cutlery drawer.

Awwwwwww about Beloved Kitty!

My good enough haircut brought the length back to where it was approximately twelve years ago and my fave haircut in this century. I loved how they cut in the details! I could not do any details, but the length permits me to play with it and have a few looks. Just now, I look like something from a 50's alien creature movie poster, complete with non-natural things all over my head. They are just different eras of clips that you use when you want your drying hair to take on some waves or curls. I wonder if the dry hair will be too curly. This is what I did with substantially longer hair. But what is the worst thing about that? I could look like Annie as she might look years and years later?

I stopped into an urgent care by my house for a flu shot. After I got home I read the paperwork, which said that I had received the high dose (over 65) version. I am not over 65, so I checked with insurance to see if there would be a problem and learned there should not be. I'm probably a hypochondriac, but now my arm feels sorer than it usually does.

I also went to the hardware store and bought new light bulbs to replace the LEDs in the kitchen and eating area that were yellowing. As part of the replacement project I took off the glass covers and washed them.

Grade one. 6 absent. Watching the funeral?
I hope they are not all getting sick! Don't want to be sick.
Easy day, but I'm getting too old. Wine and Murdoch Mysteries and luckily, Hubby is cooking.