Sunday, July 10, 2016

Another Saturday Evening Post










Another Saturday evening post that forgot itself until Sunday is still just as good. Mail is feeling fun again. Obligatory mail never is but Pamela and Jenny and Anna and the rest of y'all taught me/remind that one's mail mojo is never lost. It might wear different a disguise is all. I've learned too, that when more pressing matters claim  front and center, well . . . Like Cynthia suggested, one might want to take a season off. Define your own season.

I've been sending my Aunt Annie mail lately. I include photographs of happy times with the short letters. She often forgets to call but she tells me she enjoys the mail when I call to check in with her almost every day. I believe people afflicted with Alzheimer's might benefit from letters and photographs. They help them remember. I'd send her forget-me-nots too, if I knew how to draw them. Being sad after one of our conversations takes a lot from my days, so I need to remember to do better. Sadness that lingers too often turns into depression, and there's more to loving my aunt than that.

The fact that I thoroughly dislike my new High Back Super Mesh Office Chair is to blame for less desk time. I hate this chair. Is the word hate too strong? No matter, I thoroughly dislike it so much that I asked JC if he'd tossed my old one. I want it back. This new one makes me sick. It makes me cough, my nose runs and burns, my skin burns, my ears and eyes are especially sensitive as well. The thing is covered with two sheets and it still makes me miserable. Even the leather parts stink. No wonder I spend more time outdoors! I get it!            

Time to medicate. But I'll be back. Jenny from another block taught me something new! So it'll be time to share! You won't believe what I did!

Enjoy your evening!

11 comments:

  1. That's an awesome envelope. I love the tree and your little banner!

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    1. Thank you!!! :) It opened the dam, and I've enjoyed creating everything that has come after.

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  2. We wont believe what you did ? You are so special it could be anything you did . Listen to this I had to stop going to the olive garden because when they clean the restaurant there is something in that cleaner and it just tears me up , coughing , stopped up nose , throat burns etc and I don't know what it is but can no longer go there .Well I feel about the same way with a couch I have , I hate it so much I have let the dogs sit and sleep on it LOL yes that is how much I hate that couch . I would love to get a new one but they are just so exspensive and some of them are made so cheaply now you cannot tell how long they will last ,my ac has been going out so hopefully the repair people will be here soon .you sound like the old limner again and may I say it is so good to hear how better you sound today and every day . Praise God and I m praying for you and your loved ones and oh my yes those tomatoes were so good this year they finally died out due to the triple digits heat we had here last week or should I say 8 days of triple digit heat . Yes but we survived and still are . I loved the post as always .take care and be well my friend .

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    1. LOL for real! Overtime I did something slightly "off" in his eyes, my brother summed it up with, You're just special." Thank you. Felt like home when I read this.

      JC had a similar complaint about a restaurant in Augusta. Chemicals are poisoning America. I'm sorry that happened to you. Chemical sensitivity is a growing problem.

      Pain management changed my world. Depression is . . . Both have their good side. The up side is awesome. Eating more often helps, but when you have little to zero appetite it's easier said than done if you're the cook. :)

      You sound fine and fit yourself. :) Not so good days make the good days more awesome. I wish you balance since we cannot have light without darkness. Be well my friend

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    2. amen you are so right and being right with the Good Lord almighty helps as well . I'm praying for you ...yes chemicals are killing a lot of people . How long has it taken us to realize this ? probably a lot longer than we have known I'm sure . Be well and be good and prosper my dear Limner .

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  3. Oh dear ... your chair must be made with some toxic stuff. I'd say hate is a perfect word for something that makes you sick.

    I like that you took some time off and now you're back. Once you start back up, it's like you were never gone. I think that's amazing!

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    1. Silly me! I gave JC the same chair two years ago and could not be in his office for a moment. I forgot, bought the same chair for myself and symptoms steadily worsened. Chemical sensitivity can be a blessing, it's akin to having a personal alarm. So, my lovely chair is on the patio. I hate the materials used to make it.

      My friend, I always intend to take time off but mail that never stops, forever brings me back. Loyal penners are to blame! LOL. I get such awesome mail there's no way my conscience won't holler at me until I get back up again. Summer might have to be more about mail art than long letters though. My other mail blog has been sorely neglected, and it's just not fair. There's my genealogy blog, food blog, photography blog, my DNA family tree/family tree, and of course my secret blogs. Guilt is an amazing motivator, Susan. :D

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    2. Wait a minute. Other blogs???? I know about the photo blog. I want to see your food blog, please oh please! What is the address? Please, and thank you!

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    3. Shhh. Forget you read that! LOL. I'm remodeling most of my blogs and things are a mess. The carpenters and painters are still patiently working with the "designer" who she keeps changing her mind . . .

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    4. I'll put it to the back of my mind, for now.

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    5. Hahaha! You're a dear. I've been tearing things apart, updating, eradicating and contemplating my obsessing with blogging. At least half must go. Seriously. But thank you.

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