Today was Costco day. When both my youngins moved out I let go of my membership. I grieved that membership. Like a loss of a hamster or goldfish but a grief just the same. My daughter has a lot of problems with her eyes and needed new glasses and so did my husband and I am needing an appointment in December so I paid for a new membership and also bought toilet paper, brownie mix and a bunch of other very useful stuff. Because you need garbage bags. And compost bags. We have compost pickup here. Do other communities have that? It’s part of our garbage pickup but its own separate thing. Anything that is food, that was once food and anything like branches and weeds. Which reminds me that I need to rake some leaves and put them in there for the next pickup.
I have been fighting The Black Dog the last week or so. It’s not been good and that’s all I’m going to say about that.
I just pulled brownies out of the oven and I am going to make myself wait to eat one until after dinner. Besides, I already ate a fair amount of batter. No I didn’t. I wouldn’t do something like that. Yes, I would. And did.
We had such a great summer that lasted until well into October and now it is not at all nice. It goes between a light rain and torrential downpour. It’s so dark. Which doesn’t help with the depression. The SAD light helps and Vitamin D. 4000 IU is what I take, which is on the high end but that is what every doctor, naturopath, pharmacist and healthcare professional has told me to take. Yes, it’s that dark here. Blood tests that check Vitamin D levels are not covered by our medical here because everyone is deficient. Everyone.
I know it’s early for Christmas carols but it’s what I do to do to get through this time of year. When I was little, my mom always listened to Anne Murray’s Christmas album. I think I was about 10 when it became a part of our Christmas. Of course I cry through the whole album now but it’s not a sad cry. It is crying for gratefulness. We had such nice Christmases. I had grandparents that loved me as well as aunts and uncles and oodles of cousins. I listen now and all that love, all those beautiful Christmases flow over me. Those that have past on speak to me through Christmas music. They tell me they loved me.
I just found these pictures today that I said I would post at least 6 months ago. I don’t remember why I didn’t take pictures of it down but here it is pulled back like I wear it for work. Maybe in another 6 months I will take pictures of it down and post them.
This post is so boring. My life is not even remotely interesting.