September is almost gone. The nights are cooler but the days are still rather August-ish. I’m ready for Fall. Fall is my favoirte. October arrives on Wednesday. That means it’s time to switch tablecloths, dining room centerpiece and the front door wreath. I don’t do real pumpkins anymore. Coons, skunks, and/or possums ate the last ones I put out. It’s been a few years but we still get the little mooches wandering through every night, cleaning up the feral cat leftovers. I have a couple of “fake” pumpkins that light up but I’m always hesitant to put out things easily stolen. Seriously. I don’t know how many times people have tried to steal the cement Nessie in the driveway island. We finally put in eyebolts with oilfield chain wrapped around a thick oak tree.
What’s the world coming to? Especially after all the bad stuff happening. There truly is a mental health crisis on the one hand and a criminal crisis on the other. That’s political stance for the week. Moving on.
I did nothing this weekend. Well, laundry, but that hardly counts. I listened to books in Ilona Andrews’ Hidden Legacy series. I sort of watched some college football. I mean, the TV was on and tuned in but… I sort of watched On Patrol Live but I kept falling askeep. I cleaned up after Toby. Don’t ask.
Did I write? Not really. This is becoming a boring refrain. This book isn’t bad. It isn’t boring. Not really. At least not when I go back and read what is written. I mostly know the direction it needs to go. There are some crazy scenes, some scary ones, some sweet ones. Normaqlly when I get stuck like this, it’s because a different story is shouting for my attention. Sadly…there’s only crickets. Silent ones.
Today, I’m at my eye surgeon’s for a six-month check-up. I probably need new glasses but the other facets of my vision like eye pressure and the retinal scarring from the glaucoma should be unchanged. My pressure’s been good since the surgeries and the daily drops. The scarring, not so much. We’re taking both puppers. This should be an adventure. Jake, who normally stays in the waiting room with LG will come back to the exam room(s) with me so LG can deal exclusively with Toby. Sit and down are still not part of his vocabulary despite constant attempts to get him to “listen.” “No!” he totally understands but chooses to ignore that command. Jake was so easy to train he totally spoiled me.
On that note, time to get on with my day. Oh. A word to the wise. It’s only 99 days until Christmas. Just sayin’. How was your weekend?
Silver James 
:hugs: The writing thing is harder for writers than for regular people, and I am totally right there with you. But for me, it’s time to shoot or get out of the blind, if you catch my drift. I hear ya on the whole ‘what’s wrong with the world these days’ thing, especially after yesterday’s horror. (I talked to Mom this morning and she said it was sirens all day there and smoke from the fire drifted into her apartment complex. The whole area was on lock-down. It all just makes me so mad.)
I didn’t do much of anything here either. Today will be better. It has to be better because I’m this close to actually turning into a lump of goo. Hang in there, lady. :hugs:
Right back at’cha, darlin’. So crazy that your mom was so close. And yeah, I get the whole bline thing. I’m just tired of being tired. By the time things quiet down and I think I can focus, I’m ready for a nap except I so seldom nap. The brain wants to shut down but the body won’t. Then the body wants to curl up and the brain jumps on a hamster wheel. Fun times.
So, we’ll just keep on keepin’ on, right? *nods*
I changed the tablecloth, center pc, runners, and rugs this weekend. I wanted to have it all done so I could feel good about washing the floors.
Sorry about the clean up and Toby not understanding when “we” wake up.
How did it go at the eye doc? I hope Jake enjoyed his trip into the examination room and that LG didn’t have too much trouble with Toby.
Theis crazy weather going into the 80’s and no rain is not my idea fall. I want the cooler darker version of fall.
I hope your week has begun on a high note.
You are ahead of me on the decor change. It’s on my list for tomorrow. We’ll see if I get it done. 😆 According to Toby, 4 a.m. is the new 6 a.m. and come hell or high water, ONE of us is getting with him. 🙄
Jake loves going and the staff all love him. He was perfect as always and got lots of pets. Toby was up, down, up, down, got pets, and even the doc came out to take pictures of them 🤣 We’ve known this doc for YEARS! He even came to Only’s wedding. He’s all kinds of awesome. Pressure was up to 10 (was 7/8) last appt. He’s still happy. Vision field had changed. I’m still mostly blind in the left eye. I go back in Jan for the full battery of exams. Yippee.
I’d settle for Fake Fall, if it would come back. We’re supposed to get Faux Fall next week. We’ll see. Nights are cooler but still humit and days are in the upper 80s/90s. Ugh.
Hope you get your cool. Have a great week!
So sorry about your vision problems. That shouldn’t have happened to such a nice person. ♥♥♥ I’ve changed a few of my decorations but still have some serious work to do. The dead and dying garden plants have my full attention at the moment.
The eye thing is what it is. I knew I was developing cataracts and passed of the blurry to that. Then Covid hit and by the time I could get in to the opthomologist, I had full blown glaucoma in my left eye. I’ve had several surgeries but it’s doubtful it ever gets better. I keep hoping though. 🙃
I’m so sorry. My best friend here in real life has that. She moved away and up to North Dakota so I don’t know how hers turned out. She was using medication.
Hope her medication worked. The damage was already before I got in the opthomologist.
That’s too bad. Hopefully it doesn’t get any worse. You seem to be doing really well coping with things. Just be extremely careful. (I’m sure you don’t need to be told that)♥♥♥