This week has been a mirage of mini-glimpses of life. I did indeed put out two small Christmas items, my limit for this period in my life.
**Friday Shelly took 22 sealed huge boxes as well as a number of loose items to the Humane Society of North Central Arkansas. These boxes contained what was to be a garage/yard/deck sale of 30 years of clutter I removed.
**However, my atrial fibrillation was such I thought better of the stress of sitting in the hot weather for a few pennies.
Actually, there was much more than a few pennies, but I'm not sure it was worth another ambulance ride to ER which in my area is $999, plus whatever they may do to you during the ride.
**I swear I could probably pull just that many more boxes if I had the energy. At least I now have an empty room I can use as a guest bedroom with a inflatable bed, if needed.
**Oh yeah the DIET, Weight Watchers really renovated their Point system, now called Points Plus. Just as I thought I had a small handle on the procedures, the site froze for two days. Despite their technicians trying to help me, nothing worked. Finally, after much frustration, I decided to just RESTART. Voila! Everything works.
**Sometimes easy ideas should be tried first. I'll try to remember next time. Anyway WW learning goes on. Wish I lived near a group, but I'll just trudge along learning on-line.
**The ongoing battle with my atrial fibrillation includes a vagus nerve component, primarily as relates to eating. I can eat about one cup food, or 2 cups fluids; if I exceed these limits I trip into A-Fib. Chocolate also triggers it.
**So tonight we are taking a family to a fine restaurant for a Christmas Dinner. I am carrying two containers for leftovers.
**Those of you who live in Arkansas may read our little town is recalling the mayor who fired a popular police chief and council who upheld the mayor's action. I quit that council one month before this. Am I psychic, or what? And people still call me about events that are occurring.
Our town is known in the whole state and the most raucous community in the state. We have no community spirit. We fight, scratch, cuss and snarl at each other.
However, I have seen it come together in a time of great need, in a way that really amazes me.
And Luckie is still searching the house for more loaves of bread within her reach.