Long journeys, ending, starting, going.

So. I have been away for the whole month of September, and the majority of October.

Whatta flake, right?

Why, yes, er, no.  Sort of?

September is my super busy month.  This one was no exception...  Just looking at my calendar, I had about ten days when I was home, all day, in the month.  I will admit some of the items were of my choosing, (looove me some book sales!), but a lot were getting things ready for events, going to events, and then coming home from events.  I did cut back on what I did at one event, which I will cover in another blog, but I still had to prep, and clean up when I returned.

Then I got the sniffles after.  I didn't think much of it, just broke out the Vitamin C, and tried to wash my hands.  Got word that Grandma was fading, and that things were starting to not work right for her.  I decided to get over there when I felt better.  But, there were two or three more small meetings and such... Then Husband got sick.  I had the sniffles, what he got was BAD.  Down for three or four days bad.  So, I made chicken soup, forced Vitamin C down him, and went on my way.  He finally recovered...

And then I was blessed with the crud.  I was down for better than a week, and even had to call in sick to my one volunteer day at the sub.  Bless her, I said "hello" on the phone, and my 'boss' piped up, "You sound like crap!"  (Good call, Mistress Obvious.)  I had a continuing cough after that, and didn't know if I was contagious or not, so I didn't go see Grandma.

Well, she died just a day or so ago.  I did get to see her before this whole thing started, and chatted with her when she was having a 'fairly good' day.  She knew who I was, didn't know what season it was, and was surprised that I had something to do with the Sheriff's Office.  Still, I enjoyed the talk, and walked her to the dining room, and left her to her supper.

I guess, if nothing else, at least I have a good memory to think of, at the end.

And, I am going to be giving up one volunteer job, (not the one at the sub), and am getting a handle on what I am doing, and if I want to continue doing...  Let's just say, I have had a bit of time to think, and some conversations that lead me to believe I need to make some changes.

But I am still loving to blog.  And so, that, my dear blog friends, will continue.  (And I will get about to reading your blogs, too.  Of late, the phone has been my computer, and for some reason, I haven't figured out how to get it to post on blogs... Odd.)

Death warmed over, to lethargic.

I have just a cold, I think.  But this sucker has me whipped.  On the bright side, I actually called and cancelled some of my volunteer work, rather than trying to tough it out.  I have done the 'suck it up and go', to no one's benefit. 

Guess that's a side benefit of the backbone transplant, maybe? 

As you can see by the title, I am not ready to run any foot races.  In fact, I haven't walked... since... Uh.  Saturday?  I have coughed and sneezed, and taken in enough liquid to irrigate a small garden.  But I haven't walked.  Other loverly femaley things, too.  So, when I weighed in today, I wasn't expecting much.  I gained .8, but you know what, I don't care.  It's not what I want, but I am going to just let it ride, and work on getting better right now.  Husband hasn't gotten sick yet, or Mom when she was by, though both have been around me during this nonsense.  I have washed my hands until they are chapped, and cleaned every thing that I touch, so hopefully no one else will get it. 

I have watched TV, (well, mostly on the computer, but...), and I have knit.  I have sat for so long, that I finished the second little kid's sock, and one adult sock, working on the second one. 

Rudee keeps looking so confused that we aren't out walking.  Bless him, Husband has taken out Rudee for play time, since I just don't have it in me.  I get what I have to taken care of, then sit and sneeze, cough, or just flat out pant for a while.  It's so fun being me, at the moment, she says with heavy, heavy sarcasm.  Ick.

I guess the annoying thing is that I am getting healthier, and so I am not getting sick as often.  But when I do, whoa, Nelly, I get it BAD.  So, I eat the chicken soup, drink liquids, and try not to dribble on anything. 

I haven't even been looking on blogs or anything of late, so I will have a lot of catching up with my blog friends when I am feeling better.  Please forgive my absence, I would have just sneezed on your blog anyway... 

Will return to the land of the non-sneezy soon. I hope...