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same old, same old
Jan. 29th, 2003 09:01 pmI am exhausted, and have been since I got home from water exercise. I thought dinner and rest would help, but it hasn’t. I was hoping to get some cleaning done this evening, but no luck. Hopefully tomorrow.
I took everything out of the old brown print chair last night, in the hopes that Tom would come a take it away. He didn’t show up. When I finally called him 2 hours later, he said, I tried to call you, but you were on the phone. For 5 minutes, maybe. He said to call him on Saturday morning and he would get it. I hope. I still need to find someone to take away the couch. And I have piles of stuff I took out of the chair I need to decide what to do with. A lot of back issues of Lavender and Women’s Press, and other odds and ends. Why do I let these things pile up?
And I am still exhausted, and my legs hurt like anything.
Been reading a book, “Zen and the Art of Knitting”; talks about how knitting can be a form of meditation. I can be for me. This impels me to go back to crocheting, which I was doing earlier in the winter, but I made all these hats and no one bought them at the Yule Fair, and that slowed me down. One line in the book was about someone who knitted hats for people who had lost their hair from chemo. I could call Piper Breast Center tomorrow and see if they could use hats. Or I could see if I have enough yarn to make a sweater or afghan. I think I’d like a big project right now, besides de-cluttering the house.
Today was a bit scrambled. Went to get groceries first thing, then went to work. Came home and went to water exercise immediately, without a chance to rest. Now Martin has a friend over talking about geomancy with so I can’t really watch TV. But I can sleep in tomorrow, because I go in late tomorrow too.
I took everything out of the old brown print chair last night, in the hopes that Tom would come a take it away. He didn’t show up. When I finally called him 2 hours later, he said, I tried to call you, but you were on the phone. For 5 minutes, maybe. He said to call him on Saturday morning and he would get it. I hope. I still need to find someone to take away the couch. And I have piles of stuff I took out of the chair I need to decide what to do with. A lot of back issues of Lavender and Women’s Press, and other odds and ends. Why do I let these things pile up?
And I am still exhausted, and my legs hurt like anything.
Been reading a book, “Zen and the Art of Knitting”; talks about how knitting can be a form of meditation. I can be for me. This impels me to go back to crocheting, which I was doing earlier in the winter, but I made all these hats and no one bought them at the Yule Fair, and that slowed me down. One line in the book was about someone who knitted hats for people who had lost their hair from chemo. I could call Piper Breast Center tomorrow and see if they could use hats. Or I could see if I have enough yarn to make a sweater or afghan. I think I’d like a big project right now, besides de-cluttering the house.
Today was a bit scrambled. Went to get groceries first thing, then went to work. Came home and went to water exercise immediately, without a chance to rest. Now Martin has a friend over talking about geomancy with so I can’t really watch TV. But I can sleep in tomorrow, because I go in late tomorrow too.
