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  Youngest Child and I struck up a deal this afternoon just before I dropped him off at his D&D group. When we both got home, YC from D&D and me from walking the dog, we were going to create for an hour. And every day from here on. So, I am here writing, for the first time in like forever. And he is supposedly upstairs working on his art. Except, what do I write about? Maybe about how my neck hurts? All the time. Yoga seems to help. But my lack of consistency with it does not. So I decided to be brave and signed myself up for a Yoga Class this Wednesday. Fingers crossed that I like the place because I splurged and bought myself the Newbie Introductory offer pass. Six for sixty. Sixty dollars for six sessions within the next six months. I'm looking forward to having most of the day to myself. Dropping Freddi off at Doggie Daycare around 8:00ish. Then maybe Bentley's? But I might decide to go for my iced coffee at Dunkin Donuts instead. I have been thinking I need to be m...

  Another Monday, another winter storm. Which means school was canceled. Which means D&D from 3-5 tomorrow, not today. Which means that I need to cancel Youngest Child's Covid shot for tomorrow and reschedule. I'm planning to still get mine, which means that DH will have to get YC to D&D and I will pick him up at 5:00. Which means that I had to cancel my ultrasound appointment for 8:00 this morning. And has been rescheduled for Thursday morning at 10:00. No food or water for eight hours prior. I'm sitting on the couch watching one of my many crime shows as it continues to snow outside. I need to muster the energy to get some things done. First up, rescheduling YC's Covid vaccine appointment. Then on to plant watering, floor sweeping, table clearing and stuff for Goodwill gathering. I would love to finally fit in some yoga today. Christmas Tree! I need to figure out where we are going to wedge it in and then I need to get DH and YC to work together on going to ge...

  So, it turns out that I get to keep my gallbladder. At least for now. Gastroenterologist, Dr. Daniels, doesn't favor HIDA scans because apparently they can sometimes give a false positive.🤷 That combined with the fact that my lipase and potassium levels aren't high enough to be overly alarming. And that I have FINALLY started to feel better this past week. Current plan is I am going back to Cottage Hospital in Woodsville for an ultrasound on Monday at 8:00 a.m. to double check for gallstones. If no gallstones are present we are going to let this play out for a while and I will come in for a follow up appointment in March. If anything flares up before then I'm to come in sooner of course. Might have to re-schedule that ultrasound though, because we have another winter storm moving in for Monday. And so it goes....... I decided to be adventurous and take Freddi for our morning walk up Whittier Hill. Holy shit I am so out of shape!😞 I was very out of breath and my heart ...

  It's Friday! Which in the grand scheme of things doesn't mean much since none of us has a regular Monday through Friday schedule anymore. Every time I get a notice from the school that there is a two hour delay, or notices of field trips or ski outings to Burke Mountain I breathe a sigh of relief. These updates no longer apply to us. Instead we are in a state of limbo. Still one foot in the school system, in that Youngest Child is registered as a home schooler, attending after school groups such as D&D, and accessing his second voucher for a class at CCV for the Spring semester. Technically this is his senior year, class of 2024. Which seemed so far away when it was first established  more than a decade ago. As a side note, I always found it weird how students are identified with their graduation year much in the same way inmates are identified by a number. If I really feel like having an in depth and very interesting conversation about this I should bring it up to Young...

  Lately I have been having a bit of an existential crisis. Why am I here? Specifically at this junction of my life. My youngest will be turning 18 in the fall. So theoretically I am soon to be an empty nester. Realistically I will not be there any time soon. If ever. Although we are in the home stretch with High School. And from there a little more flexibility. Why have I not figured out what I am going to be when I grow up? Which brings me to what. What am I going to do? Who am I? Besides a daughter, wife, mother, friend. Where am I going? Lately with all that has been coming up from my past, maybe I need to figure out where I have been. When will I ever get my shit together? And how? I have said numerous times before that I can't tell (write) my story until my parents are dead because telling my story would involve them, and not always in a favorable light. And when I had said that it was before my dad had come back into my life after a long hiatus. Before I knew some of the det...

 I was invited to a neighbor friend's Disaster Cocktail Hour last night. There were five of us altogether, we were missing three. One was at a concert in Burlington with her family. One was in Mass. attending her mother's birthday party. And the third one?? I'm not really sure as she has mostly been MIA over the past couple of years. Because people drift sometimes. Of the five of us that were in attendance, three of us live on this side of the river, one of us lives on the other side of the river, and one of us lives up on the hill. And we all had a different tale to tell about the flood on Monday. This is the view I had sitting in my husband's truck in the pouring rain watching the street get torn to pieces by the river cresting its banks. We were hoping to get a sump pump to our neighbor's and friend's just on the other side of the raging water. Needless to say, it didn't happen. This yellow building used to be a restaurant where I worked. Looking in the o...