It’s been quite a while since I posted. If anyone is waiting for me to become a steady, predictable blogger, it just isn’t going to happen in this lifetime. Everyday life seems to have a way of happening and getting in the way of my more cerebral and artistic pursuits.
Husband had a heart attack the first week of August. Got a stent and is doing fine. Faithfully going to heart rehab, walking a lot and riding the recumbent exercise bike. Changing his diet – he doesn’t like that part as much. I’ve had to do a little hand-to-hand combat to wrest the salt shaker from his hands, but he’s trying hard to be copacetic.
Ten year old grandson, his mommy (our former daughter-in-law) and her 6 mo. old baby girl have been bunking with us since right after the heart attack. It’s working out fine. We’ve gone from a family of two to a family of five, not counting two cats and a dog. Oh, and a wooly bear caterpillar named ‘Pumpkin’, the grandson’s new pet. Not to worry, it’s in a container with a latching lid. By my reckoning, its stripe predicts a short winter. I hope that doesn’t mean short and hard.
On the plus side, we’ve had an extended Autumn here in the Pacific Northwest. Got our house powerwashed and the deck painted before the heart attack. My flowers are still blooming and tomatoes are still on the vine and turning red at the end of October. Unheard of! And I’m sure we still have tomatoes and Swiss chard only because we put a bird net over the garden, so the deer have been foiled. Some nights we see them lurking near the garden boxes and looking longingly at the veggies.
NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) starts next week. I’ve been a NaNo Winner the last two years. I’m right in the middle of writing a 3-volume novel, but with everything going on here, have not committed to going for those 50,000 words in 30 days yet. It will have to be a last minute decision to go for it or not this time. I’m still waffling back and forth.
Right now, writing under pressure of the NaNo deadline is not appealing to me. Actually, I’ve been thinking about tapestry and my little Hokett loom that’s been warped and waiting for me for quite a while now. I might just skip it this year and make a little cloth instead.