Marilyn had been sure she was better, but when she finally had a bite to eat tonight, she had her usual issues again. Poor thing...
Today is Little Christmas. (Today is also known as Old Christmas. Little Christmas is a traditional name among Irish Christians and Amish Christians for 6 January. Today is also widely known as the Feast of the Epiphany, and is celebrated after the conclusion of the twelve days of Christmastide. Today is the traditional end of the Christmas season.)
In my family, this was my Grandma Elsie's birthday, the day Christmas was taken down (meaning the tree and various decorations) and was the day our Mom died, back in 2000.
It's hard to believe Mom has been dead for 20 years!
I already took down all of our indoor decorations last Thursday, got them all boxed up and stored away. I did that after going to acupuncture and after a ridiculous long ride home where my Uber driver took me on the way to Beaverton (!!!), then on the wrong side of the river (Willamette), and all the way to the St. Johns bridge, then finally down Lombard to home. I didn't report the old man as I didn't want to get him in trouble, but geez. What a long, stupid ride!
Anyway, in the long run (quite long) I'm even more proud of getting so much work done Thursday afternoon. I'd normally need a full day, at the very least.
Mom (I hope she's listening), today I managed to take down the Christmas tree. I did it without waking Marilyn, and with the car in the garage (I normally have the entire garage to maneuver the clumsy box). It went smoothly. Even more smoothly than when I put up the tree. Please consider that upholding family tradition. (smile)
We're having filthy weather right now! Rain with billowing wind. As I write this the wind keeps rattling down the chimney here in the living room.
Johnnie (our cat) has been somewhat under the weather, too. He threw up another huge fur ball. And he wanted water in the middle of the night last night, and then drank and drank. I think he's feeling a little better today, anyway.
The festival's Facebook posted a photo of me and thanked me for my work, reporting today as National Technology Day (that's questionable, by the way, but sweet regardless). Kate posted a pic of me from 2017, riding a ride in Cityfair.
I need to go practice my ukulele, which I haven't done yet today. I try to play every single day, and I think I'm improving.
I currently have 41,948 steps for the past seven days. Fitbit tracks by each seven days as they occur, rather than week by week. Recently I've been trying to walk more, no matter how much it hurts. I think I need regular exercise. Some days it goes really well, other days less so.
Basically, the pain is always with me. But I want to keep doing things, even so.
I'm doing acupuncture once a week now, and think I'll keep that on Thursdays. It hasn't alleviated the chronic pain, but has been helpful for many other things -- along with the herbal pills I take. And over time, who knows? I remain hopeful.
I see my eye doctor this Wednesday for another surgery follow-up. (Surgery was in November last year.) I'm hoping I can now get in and have a regular examination and get new glasses, which I really need.
Twenty years. It really doesn't seem like that long ago... Mom, I finally found a way to 'display' your group of wooden soldiers. About time, right? I need to take a photo! I don't think I'll pack them away, as they are a bit fragile.
Reminds me. I missed the mistletoe ball in the kitchen doorway (between the kitchen and the foyer), a hanging thing in the kitchen window, and a pillow in the living room (so comfortable I might keep it there for my poor back). I think there was something else, too. I almost always forget to pack away a few Christmas items!
I also still have a few Christmas gifts to give out. To my dentist and her assistants, and to a few neighbors...
Time to see if I can continue blogging in 2020!