It’s hard to believe I’ve kept this scruffy little blog going for four years. What started out as a way to document the Great Hunter’s and my explorations of the area, kind of morphed into something more mundane since our day trips have become few and far between. Life seems to keep getting in the way of our Monday explorations.

Time is just flying by. I often wonder how I worked forty hours a week, took care of the house and kids and still found time to at least do some of the things I enjoyed. Now it seems like every day I have somewhere I have to be or somewhere I want to go or some grandchild that needs to be taken care of or picked up and delivered somewhere. I don’t mind. I certainly know what it’s like to need help when you can’t be in two places at one time.

When I look at my calendar, it is filled with different colored blocks for different daily events. Since we got our new puppy six weeks ago, our days are really filled. She’s like having a toddler in the house who doesn’t wear diapers. Dolly, our new little girl, or Snicklefritz or Snickedy-Dee or whatever name I come up with at the moment, is really good about doing her business in the yard but she also does it in the house. She is the peeingest (Grammarly doesn’t like that word, lol) dog I’ve ever seen. But we’re working on it. The paper towels, cleaning spray and rug cleaner are always close at hand.

Some of what has been going on for the last couple of weeks…Butterfly Garden with two of my grands,

Dolly to the vet, lunch in Defiance with my friend from Texas, two full days of taking care of my grandson during Spring break,
hair cut, Book Club, Quilt Guild, car to the dealership for a safety recall, grandson again while mom and dad go to a wedding out of town,

lunch with another friend, other grandson’s baseball game,

a quilting class, weekly choir, blood test, Maundy Thursday service at church, Stray Dog Theater to see “Into the Woods”, Easter morning services and Easter Mexican Fiesta at our house, eye doctor, dentist, oh yeah, and twice weekly aqua aerobics classes and ocassionally another exercise class. Phew. Makes me tired just reading it.

The latest blood test proved my bout of hyperthyroidism has resolved itself and I’m back to normal (now to just keep the weight off).

My trip to my dentist to get an oral appliance instead of a CPAP for my mild sleep apnea proved to be a wash. Medicare won’t tell you what amount they may pay toward the almost $4,000 expense for this “durable medical device.” I won’t know until I have it fitted and in my mouth (and bought) before I can find out how much they will pay, which may be as little as $1,000. Needless to say, I’m not ready to commit to that right now. Oh, and, I have to have another YAG procedure, this time on my right eye.

I want a “staycation.” You know that thing about staying close to home and enjoying the area you live in. My idea of a staycation will be my house and my yard and maybe a restaurant or too (just so I don’t have to cook.) The idea of having nowhere to go and nothing I have to do for an entire week seems so appealing. I could tackle some of the projects that are on my long to-do list or maybe just do nothing; sit in a chair and read a book or maybe try out my new embroidery machine that’s been sitting in the box for a month.

It sure seems like the older we get, the harder it is to keep up. But the Great Hunter and I are blessed that although things don’t get done as quickly as they used to, they are still getting done.