This has been a strange beginning to my hibernation season. The weather has been up and down as it does in December. I am so happy we have not had another December like last year's mess. I remember the ice and snow. It has been overcast, dreary, and damp. The highs are seasonal.
I am now facing the facts that I have a geriatric dog and that I am now getting geriatric. I have more aches and hurting than ever before. Patty has been doing a lot of staring at me and shaking. After a phone call with my friends, we decided she is in pain. I read online I can give her a low dosage aspirin. So I gave her an 81 mg pill after calculating her weight and dosage. She slept in her usual way, with getting up and groaning and stretching, and she could not jump onto her usual places. That seemed to get her through that rough day.
Then she did the strangest thing the other night. I walked into the kitchen to get a snack around 8 pm, and she followed me as she always does now. I don't know why I turned around as I walked into the living room, but I did. She was squatting and peeing on the floor. She never does this. She could not understand why I was screaming and yelling "no, no, no, no" over and over. Of course, she isn't able to hear me, but she could read the body language really well. She walked through the puddle and went to her safe place-her bed. Sigh! So she is being monitored constantly for any more signs of aberrant behavior.
I did a most unforgiveable thing for me to do. I forgot to pay a bill. It is so bizarre. I have a very rigid method of recording my bills in a notebook and in my check register. I do most of my bill paying online, but some require checks to be mailed. The other night I was thinking about a gift for my son and daughter-in-law and thinking of putting it on my credit card, etc. Then a flash went off-"Did I pay that bill?" I remember getting it, but I couldn't remember anything after that. Of course, my excuse is that I had to clean up my house really good for someone to come over. I went through the stack where I keep bills-another rigid habit I have. I have one place that I place bills. I tore the house up looking for the bill. I went online to check my electronic statements, I checked my check register in my purse, I looked and looked and looked. I finally concluded that I hadn't paid it.
Sure, you would think I could go online and check there. No, I have to have an access code that is on the statement. No statement-no access code.
Finally I called the bank in Kansas City. I explained I had had a senior moment. Bless "Nicole"'s heart-she waived the late fee and took the info down to pay the damn thing. Then when I hung up I cried. I can't believe I did that. How could I forget what I did with the damn bill? Either it will show up many months down the line, or I burned it with the paper trash. My bets are on the latter.
That's two things that I have forgotten this week. It is very scary to me. Is this a sign of dementia or is it truly just a "senior moment".
I also could not find anyone to knit those damn slippers for my friend DA. He wants a pair of slippers like the old ratty one for his brother. His brother loved that slipper until he wore a hole in the bottom. So I found a pattern, cast on, knit them both, and sewed up the first one. That's when I realized that these were way, way too small for a heavy-set man to wear. I threw it down and sulked for two days. I finally ripped out the two I had knit and cast on again. I finished the one and sewed it up and it is 11 inches! I was so thrilled I squealed. So last night I knit the garter bottom and I am ready to start decreases on the second damn slipper.
I really shouldn't hate knitting these as much as I do. I am knitting with two worsted threads together on a size 9 needle. It should knit fast and quickly. Unfortunately I find the bigger needles hurt my hands more so than the smaller needles. So I have to stop, flex my hands, wash the dishes in hot water, and go back later to it. I will have this damn thing finished soon, and it will be done!
I finished the most beautiful yarn on my new electric spinner. It is a multi color with black, dark blue, greens, yellows, and a dab of pink thrown in. Really pretty. Quite proud of my first skein off the new machine.
I am also getting really close with the sweater I am knitting. I have over nine inches of the body completed. Stockinette is boring, but I am getting it done. I have to have fourteen inches of this and then the ribbing. Yay! Then the sleeves, then I am DONE!
I have picked out a pattern for my handspun handknit project this winter. The blue yarn I love did not produce as much yardage as I expected. So I am going to do a vest. The pattern I picked out is Kasuri Chanchanko out of Folk Vests by Nancy Bush. It will require a contrast color for the stranded work. I think I am going to use white. I have to finish the sweater on the needles first. I am still planning ahead.
The Wild Foods Party is this weekend. AE is in his fevered preparation stage, as usual. CJE is fighting her sinus infection and avoiding his anxiety. It will be fun to see everyone around the table again.
When I talked to the young lady at the bank this morning, I was asked my security questions. I don't remember what I picked, but obviously one of them was my mother's maiden name. How secure is that anyway? After I hung up, I suddenly thought about that. I remember then that my mother has been gone 30 years now. It just seemed strange-30 years!
Well, I guess I need to go knit on those slippers and get that project off the list. Sigh!
Patty is staring at me again. Maybe she needs to run outside again. Another Sigh!
I am going to try to be a better blogger, but no promises are made. Have a great weekend!