Round and Round and Up and Down
By Patty L. Fletcher
October 18, 2021
Moon Phase Waxing Gibbous
No matter how much work I do or how hard I try, it seems as though I simply cannot get caught up or keep up with what I’m supposed to be doing. I’ve still got boxes needing unpacked and stuff gone through and put away or gotten rid of, my magazine is still not put totally together and ready to go out, and most importantly my big Chief Blue dog and I are still trying to get our paws underneath us.
Today, I read a blog post which totally resonated with me. It talked about finding balance and taking time out for self-care as well.
Today, was a much better day for Chief Blue and me. We had some real success learning our way round in the apartment complex we’ve just moved into and the tension which was building between us has gone.
There were a few days there where we truly struggled, and I fear there may be a few more ahead. I am very hopeful things can truly settle for us before real winter weather sets in.
If we can get a firm routine and routes to and from the places, we seriously must go both here in the apartment complex as well as those we frequent out in public between now and wintry weather, I’ll feel a lot better about things.
As for my work, I’m going to try my dead level best to get and remain organized. I’m still not quite sure what that word really means but I hear people speak of it and so I know it surely must exist.
Well, enough whining. I’m back to work on the magazine while a very satisfied Blue snores in a patch of sun.
How is Prince Edward handling all this? Well, he is Purrfectly content as long as he gets his daily cuddles and his food and water bowls remain full. If either of those things is slightly neglected, I know about in a big hurry.
We thank you for your continued patience and understanding as we work to get ourselves established.
To those of you who feel it’s not such of a much what I’m going through, well, let me just suggest you do the following…
- Become totally blind.
- Go to Guide Dog school and train with a brand-new dog.
- Come home and approximately one month and two weeks later move into a totally unfamiliar environment.
- If those things don’t convince you, then… “Kiss My Grits!”
Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled. She is Also a Social Media Marketing Assistant.
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abbiejohnsontaylor
October 18, 2021LOL! Although I understand what you’re going through, I had to laugh at your ending. “Kiss my grits!” I hadn’t heard that in a long time. Good luck.