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I'm still here, although I have been quiet for some time. I realize that I haven't been myself since I had my first of 3 TIAs (mini strokes), a little over 2 years ago. I've done no quiltmaking and little sewing in this time, but I have kept up with my gardening, and with my interest in quilts and quilting. Thanks to a new doctor, who adjusted my meds, I have become me again. Hooray and Praise the Lord!
[I even forgot to post on July 15 Garden Bloggers Bloom Day.]
During this time my world has been like living in blah shades of gray, and I've been a color loving person all my life. [I tell my grandkids that the reason old movies are B & W is because the world wasn't colored before Technicolor movies started. LOL] But we all know that my world was not B & W in those ancient days of yore. Now suddenly the world is a colorful delight again, I'm me again! Food even tastes better, oh oh...... I have been losing a bit of weight slowly and hope to continue that.
I have been FaceBooking, to keep in contact with family and friends, and enjoy seeing photos of grandkids and great grandkids. But the FaceBook format doesn't allow a person to say much at a time. In face, it is rediculously limited. "See Dick. See Jane. See Spot. See them run." etc. Where are all the words I love?
I remember, a number of years ago, being told in my church prayer group that the word "enthusiasm" came, somehow, from "God with us". I did not study Latin so can't really figure it out, except for "Theos." I believe now that the TIAs screwed up my brain wiring so that the enthusiasm channel was blocked. Enthusiam has much to do with having the Muse visit us, so without enthusiasm, my Muse was in a coma; not dead, thank God! The adjustment of meds has evidently allowed that channel to open and I am enjoying life immensely, again.
Now, I am still getting older and tire faster while working slower, but I am beginning to bring some order to the chaos that my world and office have become when I lost not only enthusiasm, but my life long talent at organization and multi-tasking. I'll never be 30 again, or even 60, but I can still do some of the things that I love to do. And instead of doing things being a burden, it becomes a joy...well...maybe not major housecleaning, but at least I can slowly scoop out the dust and junk and live a bit more civilized life.
I think I will even be able to start making journal quilts again; maybe not this summer while I have so much energy and strenth taken by my beloved gardening, but in this climate, I cannot garden in the winter, and it is cozy to fuse and sew in a nice warm house.
Since I am such a visual person, I can't just write, I have to jazz it up with my photos. Since getting my new computer with Windows 7, I have not been able to move the photos around within my blog, so, since I didn't think of posting photos until all this is written, I will post them at the top.
A few months ago I stepped out of my front door and the porch floor collapsed beneath me for several feet. Luckily I was not hurt, but pretty shaken up. The wood was covered with green fake grass and we couldn't tell that it had rotted out. We managed to shore it up until we were able to tear down the old, tiny stoop and build a new larger deck/porch. See the progress and try to feel how excited and happy I am with the new porch. We still need to dig Joe's late mom's old patio table and chairs out of my sister-in-laws storage units; I think it was small enough to fit on the west end of the porch. Our nephew is coming down from Parker to visit his mom tomorrow and he will help Joe get it out and over here. I love to decorate my home and garden with vintage pieces.
I've always been a night person but I have to adjust to the new med regimen so that my energy shows up earlier in the day and I don't keep getting sidetracked from getting to bed and sleep. And I need to work on pacing, which is what we are working on in my chronic pain support group.
Glad to be back; hope to have some quilt photos one of these days.
