YIKES! I can't believe it is Monday again and November is zipping by.
I don't know how we got here-- 10 days until Thanksgiving and I don't know where I am going to put everyone. I'm saying to myself right now that I don't care, it's all good, and I am *not* going to stress. My inner voice is ROTF, laughing at me-- "Yeah right!" My MIL seemed slightly dismayed that it is going to be a potluck, grab a plate and find a spot somewhere, anywhere. Oh well, right?
I had another day of "What Did I Actually Accomplish?" yesterday. That seems to be my default. I spent way too much time cleaning the sticky buildup from inside the toaster oven glass. Pro tip: I used the cream cleaner for my stove cooktop on it. Worked fantastically! I tried using vinegar, soap, and a kitchen counter spray cleaner. Nothing did the trick but the cooktop cream got all off.
I also spent an inordinate amount of time looking for crafty gift ideas to make for parents and ILs. Pinterest was an absolute bust. Either the links were broken or to blogs that were from the early days of blogging. They turned out to be ideas and links to other blogs. I love using Pinterest to look for ideas and activities for HS projects because I can get an idea and then figure out how to make it my own. But for a craft project that I want to look "giftable?" No luck at all.
After dinner, we played Mario Kart with Cait and Tom, and guess what??? I didn't come in last place! I was a nice solid 8th place in both tournaments. LOL
I am dreading the LLMD appt today. I have to see her once a year to keep my current patient status. If I don't and then I get sick again, I have to start as a new patient with the new patient consult which is $1500, not covered by insurance. She'll look at my hands and say that they are swollen, she'll tell me that I shouldn't work outside, and she'll draw blood that will show my inflammation levels are elevated. then, she will go over Gary's treatment and try something new, perhaps, and nothing will change for him.
(If I sound discouraged I am. For Gary's sake. I wish there was something that would make him better)
Time to take the dogs out!
xo
I don't know how we got here-- 10 days until Thanksgiving and I don't know where I am going to put everyone. I'm saying to myself right now that I don't care, it's all good, and I am *not* going to stress. My inner voice is ROTF, laughing at me-- "Yeah right!" My MIL seemed slightly dismayed that it is going to be a potluck, grab a plate and find a spot somewhere, anywhere. Oh well, right?
I had another day of "What Did I Actually Accomplish?" yesterday. That seems to be my default. I spent way too much time cleaning the sticky buildup from inside the toaster oven glass. Pro tip: I used the cream cleaner for my stove cooktop on it. Worked fantastically! I tried using vinegar, soap, and a kitchen counter spray cleaner. Nothing did the trick but the cooktop cream got all off.
I also spent an inordinate amount of time looking for crafty gift ideas to make for parents and ILs. Pinterest was an absolute bust. Either the links were broken or to blogs that were from the early days of blogging. They turned out to be ideas and links to other blogs. I love using Pinterest to look for ideas and activities for HS projects because I can get an idea and then figure out how to make it my own. But for a craft project that I want to look "giftable?" No luck at all.
After dinner, we played Mario Kart with Cait and Tom, and guess what??? I didn't come in last place! I was a nice solid 8th place in both tournaments. LOL
I am dreading the LLMD appt today. I have to see her once a year to keep my current patient status. If I don't and then I get sick again, I have to start as a new patient with the new patient consult which is $1500, not covered by insurance. She'll look at my hands and say that they are swollen, she'll tell me that I shouldn't work outside, and she'll draw blood that will show my inflammation levels are elevated. then, she will go over Gary's treatment and try something new, perhaps, and nothing will change for him.
(If I sound discouraged I am. For Gary's sake. I wish there was something that would make him better)
Time to take the dogs out!
xo