View From My Window

Friday, November 25, 2022 — At the end of yet another day. Just a bit tired tonight — emotional breaks take a lot out of you. I’m here to apologize for whining. Seriously — Change, it is a coming…

I do feel better this evening. I received a box of books from my friend in San Diego — Gloria Laube, whom I’ve written about in a previous post, is an avid reader and she likes the same type of books that I do. Murder mysteries, mostly, with a flare for recipes here and there. I saw all of the books and my heart jumped for joy–it’s not like I don’t have over 1,000 e-books on my Kindle PaperWhite, but I do love paperbacks. I can go through them a couple a week. Voracious reading… and I love it.

The kids have bailed on coming up for Thanksgiving — everyone is either sick or close to it, and we had a death in the extended family that put a damper on things. Robert was more than a bit put out that we didn’t have company come up, but I understand the whys of their reluctance to bring germs up to us. Robert doesn’t care about getting sick — he wants to see his kids — and sits there whining about how he doesn’t think the kids like coming up here. Riiiight! Nothing I can say will change his mind so I keep mum about it and realize it’s just that he’s lonely. Understood.

Persevere and take it all one day at a time. The hospice nurse was here to evaluate Robert and he failed again. LOL I’m going to quit asking them to evaluate him. He’s only confused in the late afternoons/evenings and I can handle that. That said, the nurse did say that eventually I wouldn’t be well enough to care for him and a decision would have to be made as to where he would be placed. I’ll have a plan laid out before that happens–trust me.

I worked with my niece to get a special Build A Bear item prepared for a friend. She’s got it put into the mail so it should arrive any day now. I’m so stoked that I’m able to make this special event happen.

Slowly, but surely, I’m getting a system put down for ordering groceries and having them delivered to the house. I save a bit of money by not cruising the aisles of the store, picking up this that or the other that’s not on my list. The groceries I order combined with my Mom’s Meals keeps us fed with good nutritious food and I don’t have to cook.

I’ve decided that I can’t do the New Year’s get together this year. It’s just not possible, and I’m not up to creating the invitations, and all of the favors that I would do each year. I am going to make our Christmas cards, however, and will get started on those this weekend. No idea what I’ll do, but I’m going to make a tea-bag folded medallion for each card. Should be nice.

Nothing more to note except I’m trying to stay well and keep my mood in check. The nurse called in another prescription for an anti-anxiety medication. One day at a time…

Be safe, be well, and please take good care of yourself and those you love. And be sure to tell those you love that you love them.


About tehachap

Happily married and retired, my hobbies are quilting, reading and anything to do with trains (watching, photographing and running them in our G scale garden railroad). My husband and I have truly enjoyed our retirement, and have fulfilled one of our primary goals in life and that is to own a home overlooking train tracks so we can watch trains 24/7. We are sincerely blessed in this life.
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6 Responses to View From My Window

  1. dkzody says:

    Hope you are able to FaceTime with your family. Our kids didn’t come this year, either, for a few reasons and I completely understand. They have a young family, our son-in-law works two demanding jobs and has scattered family, our daughter is very busy with her job. And, I hate for them to be on the road on these holidays. They Facetimed, they sent texts with photos, it was all good. Hope your kids do that, too.


  2. 67andgood says:

    I’m sorry your faily couldn’t make it for the holiday. But, perhaps, they can make a holiday when they can come. Good luck with the Christmas cards. I’m sure that will bring you joy. I hope Robert gets over his mood. I bet he just doesn’t haven’t much to go on with memories. I’m glad to hear that you are trying to make your lives easier for both of you. Please send me your address so I can send YOU a holiday card.


  3. bronsonbitsandpieces says:


    I really enjoy your notes about life. Your words paint quite the picture about your circumstances and I can identify with most of it. 


    div>Keep it coming and don’t apologize, life is just wh


  4. Joanne Noragon says:

    Too bad Robert missed Thanksgiving with his kids, but good he missed a lot of new germs attacking his system. Perhaps he can help with the cards; putting them in envelopes, putting in a staple or a spot of glue.


  5. Cop Car says:

    One facet of wisdom is knowing when to conserve your energy and health resources by letting old customs drop. Well done, friend!

    This was the first Thanksgiving in about 40 years on which our whole family was able to gather together about our elder daughter’s dining table. Usually, such gatherings have been limited to every 3rd or 4th Christmas dinner. Younger Daughter made the effort to come from New Hampshire for the 2nd time this year – wanting to spend time with her dad while he still knows who she is. (COVID made me cancel the party for husband’s 85th birthday, last year.)

    I hope that you and Robert, soon, have a safe opportunity to gather with his kids. You are ambitious to still do the cards and I hope that Robert is able to take part.


  6. Ellen Abbott says:

    Must have been the year for it. Neither of the twins came home for Thanksgiving and the boy is in Arkansas so it was a small gathering. Hard to care for Robert when your own health is f


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