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sffan was here for the New Year's holiday, so that was fun. We played Scrabble, and then I had to call it a night while the rest of them played a board game about farming; as strange as it sounds, it apparently turned out to be a real hoot. Deb (our friend/landlady) showed up, too, and then we had company Friday afternoon. More company tomorrow. To be honest, I'll be glad to get back to just regular same-old same-old. I like the holidays, but they always seem to go on for a few more days than I can really handle. Especially recently.
I talked to Deb about helping out with the office work at the mill. I don't even know if it's paying or not, but I need to start doing something. I'll be organizing her paperwork from 2009, and weirdo that I am, I find that sort of thing enjoyable. I was supposed to start Tuesday, but I forgot that I'll be driving Dar to a doctor's appointment that day. She'll be finding out how well all her previous chemo worked. Fingers crossed that she gets good news, eh.
Once I get my Immigration status set (notice how optimistic I'm being there), I want to look into doing editing/proofreading from home. I honestly don't know if I can work a regular job anymore - at least not one that doesn't offer a very flexible schedule. I never know from day to day what my health is going to be like or how much stamina I'll have. I can start out fine and then get hit with a wave of killer fatigue. It makes it very hard to plan anything, not just work.
I feel hemmed in. I am hemmed in. Some of it is due to my environment, some due to my illness, some to my own inertia. I want a change. I want to go somewhere, do something. I was thinking at least of doing the daily photo regimen again. I probably won't post every day, but I can at least take the photos. I've fallen out of the habit. Engage. I need to engage.
Nothing much happening around here.
sffan was here for the New Year's holiday, so that was fun. We played Scrabble, and then I had to call it a night while the rest of them played a board game about farming; as strange as it sounds, it apparently turned out to be a real hoot. Deb (our friend/landlady) showed up, too, and then we had company Friday afternoon. More company tomorrow. To be honest, I'll be glad to get back to just regular same-old same-old. I like the holidays, but they always seem to go on for a few more days than I can really handle. Especially recently.I talked to Deb about helping out with the office work at the mill. I don't even know if it's paying or not, but I need to start doing something. I'll be organizing her paperwork from 2009, and weirdo that I am, I find that sort of thing enjoyable. I was supposed to start Tuesday, but I forgot that I'll be driving Dar to a doctor's appointment that day. She'll be finding out how well all her previous chemo worked. Fingers crossed that she gets good news, eh.
Once I get my Immigration status set (notice how optimistic I'm being there), I want to look into doing editing/proofreading from home. I honestly don't know if I can work a regular job anymore - at least not one that doesn't offer a very flexible schedule. I never know from day to day what my health is going to be like or how much stamina I'll have. I can start out fine and then get hit with a wave of killer fatigue. It makes it very hard to plan anything, not just work.
I feel hemmed in. I am hemmed in. Some of it is due to my environment, some due to my illness, some to my own inertia. I want a change. I want to go somewhere, do something. I was thinking at least of doing the daily photo regimen again. I probably won't post every day, but I can at least take the photos. I've fallen out of the habit. Engage. I need to engage.
