Thursday, Dis-ease

     I was up all night sweating and wet.  Finally fell asleep around 5:30 and slept late.  My hip joints are becoming affected by arthritis.  I have been trying to ignore it but with the night sweats and the pain and stiffness I cannot any more.  My only hope is that they do not get as bad as my shoulders did and that it moves on in less than two years.  Dis- ease that combination of these two words makes disease and that is what I have rearing it's ugly head.  I can deal with the pain and stiffness most of the time, but the night time really blows me out of the water.  I need to sleep and feel good to carry on with my responsibilities.  I also do not like the headachey out of body feeling I get from upping my meds.  Okay enough whining.  Just thought you would like to share:)

     I was able to costume all of my little girl mice yesterday and I went to Wal-mart with hubs to get fabric for a party dress for one of the dancers that has grown too tall.  Costumes are coming in and we were shorted a costume which is now getting sent.  Staying on top of the details is a full time job. Battle scene is coming together.

     Was able to get quite a bit of sewing done yesterday and finished a wedding alteration late last night so Hub's could take it to work as bride lives about 50 miles away.  She can pick it up at his office.  I have plenty left to do today and more is always coming.  This is good I just have to fit in the costume sewing.

     One of the aggravations of my life is that the house does not take care of itself.  I need to change the sheets on mom's bed and dust and vacuum her room.  Her bathroom needs a good scrub.  The basement needs to be vacuumed again.  Laundry could be done.  My kitchen is shameful right now.  I know, I know I will take care of it, I just wish it would take care of itself.  I will just have to stop for an hour and do a little house love.  I did a little yesterday but stopped halfway through the kitchen.  I had to make up a big container of chicken salad for dinner and that was where it ended.  Now I have a stinky mess up there.  Where are my matches?

     All the blogs are writing about Christmas.  I have not even thought about Christmas and I don't want to either.  It is not the money it is the pressure.  Right now it is in a compartment of my brain that I am not going to open.  That works for me.

Well I am off to the races so to speak.

Have a great and productive day!

Kim