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Five years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!

Wednesday, June 05, 2013


Monday was splendid. Great productivity at work. Sunny attitude on my part. Came home and had a meaningful Family Home Evening activity.

Yesterday was interesting. Pretty much in the Chinese sense. Mild to moderare headache all day. And while I can usually distract and amuse myself with the reminder that it's better to *have* one than to *be* one, yesterday I had trouble holding that thought. And my Naproxen was in a drawer here at home. So I had to make due with extra strength acetaminophen.

Today it appears to be the Reflux Fairy's turn. I've been up for about 45 minutes with a hunka hunka burning gut. Just slugged down a little buttermilk and am waiting for it to settle before lying down again.

More later.

It is now "later". Took awhile, but I did get back to sleep. The headache has returned, although it is much weaker than yesterday. And today I remembered to grab the Naproxen.

This is likely to be a somewhat unproductive day. I have a phone conference later this morning, and I leave shortly thereafter to see my dentist and get a filling.

In the good news department, one more piece of necessary paperwork has arrived at my attorney's office. We are now waiting on only two more, and then we can file the whole shebang.

And last weekend I was playing with my spreadsheet. I think I have come up with a reasonable plan to pay off both the truck and the line of credit by the end of the year. I will try it for two or three months and see if it's as workable as I think.

Next year my Federal withholding will go back to the single rate. If my only debt at that time is the mortgage, I would still have a livable cash flow.

If you still have not prepared your will, consider this a urgent, friendly reminder. What you spend on the paperwork will be more than repaid in peace of mind.

Later still. At the dentist's. Mouth about half numb. Love how my teeth don't quite meet properly on that side. Normal occlusion on the other side. Weird.

What? You don't come here for pure stream of consciousness? No knitting to report. Although I did browse eight or nine knitting magazines between leaving the office and showing up here. Bought not a one of them. Not even tempted.


Tola said...

if you got a filling, the extra stuff didnt get filed down sufficiently. i just had 2 fillings done last week and had the dentist adjust my front teeth so that they looked a bit nicer. he said "let me go get the Dremel!"

Lynn said...

This was before he started work on the filling. I asked him why it was. He said it's because not all the information is getting to the brain. Bite is *perfect* this morning. No chewing on that side until 4:00 pm. Which is my excuse to buy one of those cartons of prefab tapioca and have it for breakfast. And lunch. And in between.