I don't know what's up with my blogging. Sometimes I think I just have no more to say, then other times I think it is the drain of dealing with my head every day.
It sure has changed my life.
And it seems like I am busy, too busy, all the time.
Does that happen to you?? There is so much to do, there is never enough time in the day.
One little lady is on the move, and there is no sitting when I'm with her.
It didn't seem this hard when I was raising my children, all those years ago.
But how I love her.
I am weaving baby blankets on the AVL, hoping to have a pile of them.
Of course, everything that could go wrong, did.
I think it took me about a yard, to get through all the kinks.
I did manage to take Roy for a long walk today. He is feeling much better.
I love the fall, it has always been my favorite time of year.
Tonight I went over to the studio, when I remembered that I hadn't closed the shed. And that was as good an excuse as any. I stayed for a bit, talked to the chickie girls, and Bart. Did a little weaving.
When I left to come home, I locked the door and shut it, at the exact same moment that I realized that my keys were on the kitchen counter.
I could have called DH, 10 miles away, but I knew he was busy closing the pool.
I could have called L, 5 miles away, but I hated to bother her.
I called my neighbor, who has an emergency key, but she wasn't home.
So tonight I proved a couple of things.
1. These windows should always be locked, they are pretty accessible, even though they are high.
2. And 67 year old women can still break into their own house through the window.