Save the buttons

My favorite shirt so comfortable ripped this week, it is well worn and this is not the first tear in it. Time to retire this one so I cut off the buttons, to save for a different project.

Seems a lot like my life this week, ripped tattered torn I weep, mad about a list of things beyond my control. I made a mental list of three things I was mad about swept the floor.

Then I sat in the sun with the shirt on my lap, now reduced to a protection from the dogs claws, she jumped on my lap. I cried released some emotion and hugged the dog. The sun was great after the fog of yesterday.

I do not trust myself to drive with out bursting in to tears. I refused to deny myself this opportunity for healing, the option of staying stuck is not a good one for me and am grateful for it but dang it is not fun!

I need to remember the friends that left contact info. in the sympathy cards to make a list when I can get out and about again. Knitting friends are talking of meeting again, I just finished up my project. So I do not have knitting now.

I need to drive the rigs to charge them up, they need fuel for the outting this weekend that the kids are messing with the plan.

Forgit\ve typos you find it is hard to see them through the fog of tears this past couple of days.

I have been spinning wool in several colors on my favorite drop spindle, nearing the end of the single play yarn to be plyed is the next step.

I am sick of the same food after a couple of days bla.

Watched a movie yesterday of how the royal family delt with princess Di's death and events following that. The queen did not get her way in that either. So for me I am hoping to be better after dealing with this bout of grief.

I have been blocked in some areas, things I have tried to do just did not work for various reasons maybe timing. In any case it is a process.

Kids and grands have returned to a more normal schedule with work and sports they are busy. 

I was going to get my diamonds reset, that did not work out like I thought it would so I am rethinking that. I have a ring sort of looks like an anniversary band with ruby stones five were in it before I lost one and had it replaced with a small diamond I am wearing that now not on my left ring finger. So that works. I have mom's ring that she had her stones reset that I had resized for my right hand on some days it fits others my hands shrink. The ring I wanted was to long for my not elegant hands.

Okay enough blubbering, soon as I got the box of tissues the tears seemed to have stopped for now. Tears are good for the window of the soul.