A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.
Thomas Mann
I don't know if I can make it through this month of blogging, totally running out of things to say.
Worked all day, now watching Trauma, not a half bad show. Then I'll watch Castle and go to bed. Work tomorrow and watch TV when I get home.
Looking forward to Thanksgiving, I think...
Had a pretty quiet Sunday. I went outside to fill the bird feeders and it started to rain. The birds will have to fend for themselves since I probably won't get out to fill the feeders this week. I'm working every day except Thursday and it's dark when I get home.
I went to Walmart to get groceries including the stuff I have to take to my sister's for Thanksgiving. I always make the pumpkin pies, from the famous recipe on the Libbys can. I use frozen crust. My sisters make real pies. One of them can make real gravy.
Walmart wasn't too weird today, but I'm always looking for the perfect photo to submit to
People of Walmart. Check it out, it's pretty funny.
My neighbor must have read my blog! He and two friends raked his whole yard today.
I bought a Christmas tree today. It will be my first artificial tree, the start of a new era. Richard and I grew up in the 60s when artificial trees were made of aluminum. You could get a rotating spotlight to shine on the tree to make it change colors. My grandmother had one.
When we got married, we decided that we would always have a real tree, We bought a lighted star for the top that cost $8.99 which was a lot of money for two poor college students. That star was on the top of our tree every year for 38 years. We had bubble lights.
I bought an artificial tree because I'm just not very motivated this year. It was sad standing there among the artificial trees. Richard loved Christmas. He loved decorating and putting the lights on the house, even last Christmas when he could only stand outside and supervise. He would want me to decorate and celebrate so I'm doing the best I can.
I wish my neighbor would do something about his leaves. Nice guy, but not into yardwork.
I blew my leaves this afternoon. I even cut my grass and cleaned the lawnmower. This should be the last yardwork until the snow comes. I've got a new snowblower so I'm ready. These were Richard's chores. I've kept up with them pretty well.
My daughter sent me these flowers. Brightened up my day!
Sent from my iPhone
I took my smile on a stick to work today since yesterday was such a downer. It was a hit. It was a better day.
This product could come in handy for widows as well. Good to use when you get asked the ever popular question "How are you doing, really?" Just pull out the cardboard smile and you won't have to say anything else.
Work is beating me down. I used to enjoy going to work. I used to be passionate about my job. Not anymore. Maybe I'm just too old and tired of putting up with workplace crap.
I work so that I can get health insurance. That's the only reason...at least for today.
