I've just been busy.
Had another appointment about my swollen feet and legs earlier this week. They tell me now that I have Lymphedema which causes the Cellulitis outbreaks. Swell. Lymphedema is incurable, so there is another appointment coming up with a therapy person to figure out how to lower the swelling and learn how to keep on an even keel. I think at some point I must have done something really bad, for Karma is nailing me with the one thing I really hate - medical appointments. Sigh.
On a happier note, my bread machine stirs up the best cinnamon rolls ever. I shared a pan of them with Duane and Lori. About 15 minutes after Duane took his rolls home, my phone rang. Duane said the cinnamon roll were really, really good. I could hear Lori in the background, heartily agreeing with his assessment. Might have had something to do with the cream cheese frosting.
I have been sorting through tubs of quilt fabric and organizing the half finished quilt and crochet projects that seem to accumulate. Lists of needed supplies to finish each have been made. I think I will beg a kid to make a fabric store run for me. There is a Joann Fabrics close by where everything I need can be purchased. I would like to do that before the snow flies, for winter is when I do most of my sewing and crocheting. I love winter, viewed from the window of my toasty, warm apartment!
Grandson Jacob, the 8 year old, has a toy that shoots foam darts. There are two foam darts now residing on the ceiling fan of their living room. The ceiling in the living room is two stories high. The darts are too close to the light bulbs for comfort. David, his dad, says the step ladder he owns is not tall enough to retrieve the darts. He doesn't want to buy a new ladder. They are expensive. So he will rent one. When informed that he would be donating a share of his allowance each week to pay the rental fee for the ladder needed to fetch his darts, Jacob thought maybe his dad could climb to the top of the existing ladder and he (Jacob) could stand on his dad's shoulders and maybe he could then reach the darts so the ladder rental would be unnecessary. Dad said no, he did not think that would work very well. Jacob has learned about consequences for actions and sometimes those actions cause you to lose your allowance.
It is 60 degrees here today with clear skies. Most of the leaves have fallen from the trees down along the river, but the small trees along the sidewalk outside my building are a glorious yellow. They are usually the last to hit the ground each autumn. I enjoy that splash of color outside my window and am glad it lasts as long as it does, for soon the snowflakes will cover the ground. But I'm ready. I have plenty of coffee, lots of hot chocolate mix and the makings for many pots of homemade soup. Life is still good, even with the approaching cold and snow.