Playing Footsie!

 Playing Footsie!

 

Took some chicken broth out to give to the hens. One hen got right up next to my leg and would not move! Could not figure out why she was not moving. Well, duh. The old woman was standing on the hen’s toes on one foot!!

 

Got a new gas wall heater yesterday at Sutherland’s and LeeAnn Kirtz and Stephen came over for him to install it for me. Found out by talking to the plumbing company that it is not legal to put a gas heater in a bathroom because of the danger of carbon monoxide poisoning. Who knew! Used to have a little thing hanging on the bedroom wall that warned if the carbon monoxide level got too high. Gave it to Jerry when he was using those propane heaters to keep him warm in the winter. Had a feeling he might try to close a room up too tight and die of poisoning. As it was, the police department let him die of covid instead.

 

Rearranged the living room again after Stephen took the AC out of the window for me. Now have a plug for the electric lap throw in my papasan chair. But the new heater keeps the front part of the house pretty warm. But it has not been all that cold so far. We had frost down on the pumpkin this morning—a little over 30 degrees out there.

 

Maggie Sewell called a bit ago to tell me that R.G. Holland had passed away. He was in hospice for just a little while with cancer. He made it to the last Petrolia school reunion. Roger Thonton said he was glad he got to visit with him. Sterling said that was one of the few guys he liked other than Johnny Wilson and Benny Tucker. Strange how friendships are made. Jeanine Wilson was one of my favorite people growing up. We did all kinds of good things together. She and her husband have moved somewhere in Okla-doggone-homa to live near their grands. Hope that all is well with them. Think both of their sons are out of the military now.

 

Went and got the danged pneumonia shot this morning while at the grocery store—yes, it hurt! Got ten percent off my groceries for getting the shot at their store. Then used my rain checks on the four ten-pound bags of chicken quarters so they only cost $5 per bag. Good way to save money. Next time, will have to go to Market Street so getting gasoline will also save me some money! Funny how we have to maneuver things to keep from going broke just trying to live.

 

When Patty went to see her lung doctor this morning, she did some running around—the bank, Wendy’s and another place. She said getting her car unloaded took two trips. She told me this good stuff with a grin and then said her doctor wanted to talk to her about pallative care. That just about took my breath away. For awhile now we have talked about getting Maria or someone to come make her bed once in a while (yes, have offered to do it for her). Got home from talking to her and the thoughts just kept going through my head. Had to sit down and call her about it just because it upset me. Can’t tell you how much love goes across this hill each day when we connect. Anyway, she assures me that she thinks she is too damn stubborn to give up just yet. Can’t imagine not having her as a neighbor and the little dogs coming to greet me every time my steps take me there. Deep breath.

 

As if nothing else could take my breath away for just any reason, Hanan’s best friend texted me yesterday. His mom died maybe last year, and he misses her so very much—as well as Hanan. His boys thought his mom was about the best person in the entire world, and truly, for her, those boys were her life. Can’t imagine how much they miss her. It is hard to realize that life just keeps going on, but it does.

 

Got another can opener in the mail today. Bound and determined to find one that does not hurt my hands. Maybe this one will work. Did not want an electric one. But this one looks like it will be easy to use.

 

My hope for all of you is that you may find joy in even the smallest things—even if it makes you laugh because you stepped on someone’s toes. May God help you to find His joy.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.