Yet Another Nice One

I just love days that aren't packed with stress, and when stuff seems to work out nicely.

Top of the list today, I guess, is that the therapist called me back and I have an appointment for Thursday. I had a nice long talk with OldFriend last night, which is always very good for me and I think for her too, and she was advising me on alternate plans if the therapist didn't call. Well, she did, and apologized for not calling earlier, but she herself started chemo this week (first stage breast cancer) and asked if that would be a problem for me. No. It's not. In fact, it's not at all. I would feel like a shit if I told her Oh no, you have cancer so don't waste my time, or you know, if I gave her that impression. She wants to keep her life going and work, that's aces with me. So, Thursday. I must call OldFriend later and tell her.

I sorted out a few dresser drawers this morning and put away my sweaters. I wore almost no sweaters this winter because it was always so frickin hot in the library. I don't even know why I bothered to take them out, except last winter it was mostly freezing there. Can't win. Anyway, now I have room to do a good job on the hanging stuff in my closet, which I'll do tomorrow. Or today after the in-laws leave.

Yes, into each life some in-laws must fall. My only real issue with them, I guess, is that our pace of life is very different and dealing with them raises a bit of a frustration level in me. Here's today's story: the FIL's sister, who is the aunt I so adore, has a baby great-granddaughter having a first birthday party today. (Oh, now here's the irony: the ILs have just arrived. I'll finish this later.)

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Okay, so they were coming up from Old-People-At-the-Shore Land to come to this birthday party, and said they might stop by either before or after. "But don't change your plans." Which means, we expect everyone to be there when we get there, although we have no idea when that will be. So they did come, after the party, and then what we do is, we sit. We all sit in one room and visit, and no one does anything else when they're here. (This is also what we do when we go to their house.) The FIL has so much trouble walking that it terrifies me to see him come up the three or four steps into my house, and then totter around. (He has nasty orthopedic issues.)

So anyway, they were here, they're gone, and R managed to get out of work early and came by as well. She and K are out shopping now, and we have plans, the three of us, to go -- where else? -- Target tomorrow morning.

In the meantime, after the old folks (and the young folks) left, I moved onto the next stage of my closet. I still have to weed out stuff I don't wear, but everything is neat and accessible now. I have to get more hangers tomorrow morning.

I was going to tell you all about the woodpeckers, with pictures and everything. Maybe tomorrow.

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