The Week So Far

It's been a mixed bag of a week, so I'm going to bypass a lot of the details.

The weather has been in flux because the seasons are changing and that always wreaks havoc in my life. Today for example, my head feels like a helium balloon.

I will mention the bad (my mother being hospitalized, my neck and shoulder turning to granite, the lost car title, the toe that I smashed and bruised on the bed frame) and then focus on some of the better or stranger stuff. For example, last night at dinner with Grace, we figured out that the young artist that Grace is sharing a booth with at Sunday's show is the daughter of someone that Dave and I knew in high school. We recognized it from the family's unusual surname but the details at first seemed too incongruous to be correct (the person we knew in high school would never have been career military--we thought--or gone to work after that for a home improvement conglomerate). However, correct the details turned out to be, and this is actually the person we knew way back when. Strange.

I also, midweek, made time to meet with my new therapist. I like her. We talked about dreams.

Tonight we had dinner with Judi and Paul at the Chinese place we often go to. There was a new waitress and perhaps a new cook, as some of the dishes seemed better than usual. It was nice to socialize and eat some good food. Dave treated for dinner since we've been doing a lot of firing in Judi's kiln and she and Paul never ask for compensation (which is nice but guilt-provoking).

Because we had dinner plans, we missed an anti-Kavenaugh rally downtown. (I would have gone if I had had advanced notice, because I think a lot of really horrible things should happen to this man--and to any republican who supports him or Trump.) I won't talk about what's going on in American politics right now, because my blood pressure can't take it and I refuse to sacrifice my health and sanity to these people. However, if anyone expresses the least support of them to my face, that will be it. I have no problem cutting people out of my life for good, no matter how important they think they should be to me. (Just ask my father.)

Anyway after dinner, we came home via the co-op because our pickings were getting pretty slim around here. We came home with bananas, ice cream sandwiches, cheese, milk, bread, cereal, tuna, and a few other things.

Dave has plans tomorrow: A lesson in the morning, then shopping and cooking to do in the afternoon for his mother's birthday party, then the birthday party itself. I'll stay home and watch a movie (I just found out that A Wrinkle in Time is on Netflix) or something while he's out. Or maybe I'll work on another bag. (Though if I do, I'll need to go out and buy more interfacing.)

So that's been my week.