Slow Progress

Little by little we are making progress. I am not patient. Working very slowly is usually hard for me; but in this case, I am grateful for any progress. I haven't been bloggin because I hate whiners, of writers block  pain. Did you know that sitting is really important for typing? Of course you did. It may be hard to believe but sitting has been out of the question for any period of time. One would think with the berth I have that would neva be an issue!!

All the books in the house are stacked in the kitchen and amazingly they fit! The verdict is carpet. I know some of you are so appalled disappointed. I have been shopping for the last couple of weeks trying to put together a good deal and get something that I just might be thrilled to pieces with. Emptying the house and removing the old carpet saves a good bit of money so that's what we (who is we?  the husband is doing everything )are doing.

Everybody likes all the plants together in this little jungle arrangement so they may stay here when we are finished.

The big surprise was fitting all this stuff into the kitchen and STILL be able to use the table and walk around in here! I'm not going to get this done before February of that I am sure.

The hall is painted. My camera doesn't do it justice the color is fabulous. It's a warm almond or dark cream and the blend with the living room is perfect. The Hunny did a great job. He always does.

I'm sleeping in the laundry room to avoid the stairs. My chassis has a catch in it's git-a-long. Stairs aren't in my vocabulary right now so I am camping out.
Besides the hip the alternate shoulder got into the circus act and a hideous problem with my ears. That's all you want to know get. Trust me it's just another tale of litany of complaints woe. Since ya'll don't get paid to hear that crap I'm saving it for the local MD's who get the big bucks to listen.

I am actually going to apply for a government hand out and be a slug disability. I know I know, you thought that was settled months ago. But no--hope being a hard head  dies slow around here. However I am trying to get a sunnier outlook on life and have a few ideas of things I CAN do as my mobility gets better.  Some of those ideas are to be a peddler sell bread and also cook for busy mothers. As I get a clientele I can also offer to cater parties and do laundry whatever people need help with and will pay me for. I think it could work. While waiting to see if the core procedure is going to work on my hip, I can make little bread tags and figure out a system for what I can offer.  It's going to be OK.

I have missed ya'll. The truth is I have not been  too much pain thinking straight. I decided tonight to take drugs buck up and just  spend a little time gabbing at you. What's up in your life?