A Form of Relaxation

...or maybe therapy. Getting out scissors and glue is very relaxing even at my age. There's something to be said for simple journaling.

Treasure hunting is also a way to relax.

There's such a vast assortment of stuff to browse.

I made one small purchase of a doll furniture table for four dollars and

have no idea how I will use it. I just liked it!   

I'm staying in on this rainy Saturday. I look around and wish Chip and Joanna could transform this room for me. Oh well, it's home, and I'm thankful for it.

Strangeness

Well, another year is underway, and strange times seem to be the norm.
Places I used to visit are closed or torn down. People I once had regular 
contact with are gone. Sometimes I feel lost when I'm really not.

January is a moody month. Sometimes I'm happy for a new start, and at other times I'm sad about undeniable changes. I use tealights here and there to help lift my spirits. Little lights of comfort. 

January is the time to once again enjoy my Andrew Wyeth prints. They seem to convey the mood of this month.

Three small accomplishments helped my mood today. I finished a really good book, had my hair trimmed, and made spaghetti for three sweet boys. 

Wintertime

With the recent sleet and light snow our roads have been treacherous. Church services were cancelled Sunday.

It's a blessing to be feeling better. With TV, iPad, and a new book I am content to be inside.

More snow is in the forecast for this evening. I don't want to wish days away, but springtime is definitely on my mind.

Little by Little

I am improving little by little, thanks to Robitussin 12 Hour Cough Relief. Sleeping better is helping me to get my strength back. Still loving my slipper socks. I'm modeling the other pair today. Had to show off their cute message.

I'm at the computer in the guest bedroom. 

Under the glass dome are two special books. My mother mentioned to me many times about her love of the book Lorna Doone. One of her teachers read it aloud in class. Wuthering Heights and Jane Eyre were favorites of mine in high school. 

 Years ago after the births of my children I gave this paperback volume to my mother, and thankfully she filled out every page with her personal information and thoughts. 

It's a treasure to see her handwriting on every page.

  Stay warm and well.

Lost Days

I feel the new year started without me. I have already lost several days in January. I have been inside for days, trying to feel better and stronger. Maybe this week I can venture out and resume some normal activities.

Jo's little boys gave me slipper socks for my birthday in November, and I have really used both pairs while I've been sick.

 My every entry will not be joyful.

Already I have written about the misery of flu.

However, I really am thankful for my life and fully realize the many joys I have been given.

Also it is up to me to find the joys in each new day.