It’s Sunday morning, August 14. We got in late Thursday afternoon after driving late into Wednesday night, sleeping awhile at a roadside rest stop in Michigan and speeding home Thursday, stopping only briefly for breakfast, lunch and other necessaries.
I’ve been in rough shape and not getting much done. Laundry barely started, no groceries acquired yet . . . and little else to account for the intervening days.
Most of the stuff is out of the camper but not all. My scooter is stuill mounted on the back of Ed’s truck so I’m not going far in mine though I did drive into Merlin for breakfast yesterday so I haven’t forgotten how.
In that connection, we left Kitty and Diesel inside the house with Barney and Rexie and Ulster outside while we escaped for an hour and a half and came home to find Kitty and Ulster missing. Kitty had gone through the screened front window in the living room, an eight foot drop. Eventually Matt found them on the road east of here when he went out in my truck after Kelly had, just missing them. (A neighbour called to report sighting them.) Ed was hours walking down the beach looking for them with no way to let him know they wre home. The fence has to be replaced and that was to be done yesterday but it didn’t happen, of course, and it’s been raining all this morning after a thunderstorm in the wee hours. Clearly Kitty cannot be let out unsupervised and Ed and I cannot go anywhere at the same time until the fence is secure.
My legs and back are awful so I get little done. Kelly teied to make an appointment for me with my GP but was told I would have to go to emergency and get an ultrasound if I suspected clots. I am loathe to do so in part because the rash from the black fly bites is masking what symptoms may be attributable to something more serious. The celebrex makes skin conditions more severe and I cannot skip that right now or I’d be bedridden. That doesn’t sound like all that bad a prospect just now and I might retire to the boudoir if I don’t get something accomplished soon. I’m sleeping well but that just means my back is worse when I do get up.
The dryer had issues and the one load that made it in didn’t dry so I got that restarted yesterday but that’s as far as it went. I really do hope to complete that chore today at least.
Apart from yesterday’s breakfast and a pizza Thursday evening, meals have been cobbled from canned goods, granola bars, cheese and stale bread from the camper fridge. The bread really ought to have been mouldy by now. Since it wasn’t, I can only assume it is incapable of sustaining life but it supported cheese. There are fresh eggs. I need to stock up but not badly enough to drive me out yet.
My daughter and I have put away yarn and sorted other purchases to their areas of usefulness if not quite put them away. Once I finish the laundry I can retire to my studio and ignore the rest for a time, perhaps quite a long time. Tomorrow I will have to call for appointments of various sorts and actually begin to peer out at the world if not actually venture past the door.
Caught up with e mail and feeds I care about and thought to make a closing entry here in case anyone wonders if I’d fallen off the earth. I didn’t though it felt a bit like. I don’t know if I’ll have caught the bug and will continue with the blog. I tend to think not but we’ll see. I know I have several ideas for fibre projects I would like to begin and I have a few such commitments I must honour soonish. I must really focus on regaining health and some function. Things would actually be simpler if I could resort to a wheelchair but this house isn’t remotely navigable that way so I have to maintain some degree of mobility. The last two days that hasn’t been particularly appealing.
I’ll be in touch . . . eentually.
It would seem that your adventures are of a continuing nature.
So Kitty went through a window *and* an outdoor fence? Or is that window outside where the fence is? I can’t remember. Anyway, I hope she’s okay. Eight feet is a pretty good drop. When you’re ready for a visitor, let me know if I can bring in anything for you from the city. In the meantime, hang in there!