I took my wedding gown in to be fitted last night and had the privilege of meeting the world’s sweetest seamstress. She mentioned being impressed that I managed to get into all the underthings and the dress itself without any help and I told it was from a few years of wriggling in and out of crazy Ren faire clothing. So that started us talking about ren faires and how she hopes to take her grandaughter, who’s three, to the local one in a few years. She loves things like that, she said, always has; she used to play D&D with her children when they were small and she and her husband occasionally do some online gaming “because after 40 years, you have to do something new sometimes.”
Wedding plans are marching onward..mostly down to the fun, detail-y stuff now. According to the little daily countdown that TheKnot.com keeps for me, there’s 65 days left. 65!!!
My grandmother has been going three times a week to wade in the indoor pool at the YMCA, hoping to help her hips and back. She says it’s working, which is great, but I’m also just glad she’s geting out of the house to do something new. And because she cant really drive herself, my mom has to go too, so she no longer has to try to steal work-out time from somewhere else. Apparently there’s a creepy locker-room lady with personal space issues, though. 0.0
Had an Episode of Annoyance yesterday, trying to get things done…got stuck in traffic for a while and I couldn’t find anything at all I’d set out to find on my errands, which made them feel like a waste of time, and it was 7 pm by the time I finally made it home with only a bowl of pimiento cheese (ok, so I did find one thing I sought) and frustrated thoughts to show for it: I only get so many hours a day to do things that I want or need to do that aren’t work related, it’s impossible to do everything I want to do when I get home in the evenings. It’s like a Chinese buffet: craft projects, running errands, reading, exercising/going for a nice, long walk, playing my way through Kingdom Hearts II, writing, taking notes from my tarot book – I can pick two or three and get a side of rice if I’m lucky, but I certainly can’t fit them all in.
John reminded me that I probably feel the time constraint more right now because our weekends have been so full this month. (Mollie’s graduation, driving to Knoxville to sell the car, TenRen this weekend, Rogersville ren faire and AdventureCon both next weekend…and we’ve been out to look at this one house at least once every weekend for the last month-and-a-half only to find out we can’t possibly buy it, due to standing water/drainage problems.)He let me rant and gesticulate and get all teary-eyed on his shoulder for a little bit and then set about making me feel better. And laugh. He’s very good at both of those.
Woke up today in a vastly better mood and decided to conquer time by walking to Borders on my lunch break – errand-running and exercise. (And heat exhaustion. Oy.) I even got to see keenmixer. 🙂
Second ALS clinic next Friday! Estelle is out, back in class at MTSU, so it’s just me for the singing this month; music books stand at the ready. Patients have follow ups every three months, so I’ll be meeting new people until August; looking forward to that.
New person came in through the ever-revolving door of our home health and it seems we might actually get to keep her for a while – not to mention might want to. I haven’t gotten to meet her yet, but everything seems to be going smoothly so far. Probably most importantly, Steve seems to like and cooperate with her. Not a moment too soon, since my grandmother is having a lot of back problems. She’s supposed to find out this week if the chiropractor, after looking at her x-rays, can help her at all; I keep suggesting accupuncture, but I think she’d have to be in a lot more pain to try that. 🙂