Healing thoughts toward your mom, Matt!!

Random thoughts that roll around when trying to get to sleep. I am looking forward to it being 2024 rather than 2023 because the numbers are more lyrical to my mind, trip off the tongue more fluidly. Nice round numbers. Yeah, I know, but that is how it feels to me.

Next random thought, do most people act out what they are reading? When the character shakes their head or points their finger, or smiles, do you parrot that behavior? Just me?

No wonder why I just don't fall asleep. Too many random thoughts.

Technically, I think tamoxifen might count as chemotherapy.(If it does, my mother did have it.) I probably have done it, Laura.

Pix, I'm sorry you are going through this with your dad.

lisah, I'm sorry about Magellan. That is abrupt.

Losing our critters is so damn hard. It's been six months and last night I was crying again.

Matt, glad they caught it early. I hope there is quick and curative treatment.

Is New Year’s cleaning a thing?

I cleaned my dishwasher filters today, listed a box of stuff on buy nothing group, organized some things in basement and got rid of a couple of cardboard boxes, and starting cleaning a dump corner (where things I don’t know what to do with get dumped) including cleaning 3 pairs of muddy shoes and prepping to repair on of them.

Impressive, mbelle!

I, on the other hand, wore myself out by cooking bacin and eggs, so, yeah, another day of British mystery series for me.

Though, Birdie had herself an epic pee accident on both comforters + the sheets, so there was laundering, too.

Am going to take her to the vet to see about her copious peeing. We take her out a LOT, and she still pees in the house more than one would think normal.

It could be behavioral, but she's not really stressed or high strung, and we're here all the time, so she's not lonely or anxious. Right now I'm taking her out at least every hour and she pees every time, often more than once a trip. It just seems excessive, poor girl. We'll see if anything's up. Could be so many things. Or nothing.

I also managed to overflow the basement sink for the third time this year, so now I’m cleaning up that water.

Well, that's a bummer.

I'm so happy to have two more days off. Don't care whether I get anything productive done. Just want to feel 100% again by Tuesday.

We spent a good chunk of the afternoon going through our closets and dressers for clothes to donate, then stuffing them into suitcases we want to get rid of now that we have nice matching bags. I'm going to try to make it to Goodwill by 8:30 or so tomorrow morning since the donation center opens at 9:00.

I watched a little bit of Auburn's bowl game before turning it off in disgust. I'm still a fan but I haven't been a happy one at any point in the post-Gus Malzahn era, and I still don't like the Hugh Freeze hire. Now I'm just hoping UW can pull off the upset(s) in the playoffs.

I also worked on my goals and plans for the new year. I've learned to make resolutions work for me by game-ifying my to-do lists, accepting that I won't achieve perfection, and resetting at the start of every quarter. (Basically, I choose a group of nonprofits I want to donate to, assign one to each of my goals and/or habits I want to strengthen, so meeting my step goals supports the Southeastern Raptor Center, spending time in prayer/meditation plants trees, etc.)

In a little bit Dylan and I are going out for a dinner date for an early celebration of my birthday.

I drove 10 hours yesterday and 10 more today to make it home from Palm Springs. I loved the sunshine and the communal living and much as I’ll be happy to be in my own bed and get back to routines, I will miss that a lot. Having folks around all the time and sharing cooking and having things to do was so great. I get lonesome a lot, and it was nice to not be for a whole month.

Msbelle I think new years cleaning is totally a thing, trying to set up the new year right! Part of why I drove like a maniac was to give myself tomorrow and Monday to get back in the groove before work starts again.