Sunday, June 30, 2013

Sleeping arrangements

Someone discarded an Asian fabric star project at Thimbles, so I picked it up. That was at least 3 months ago. 
 Yesterday I got it out, took it apart, flipped a couple of the pieces upside down, added my Sashiko scraps and replaced her inserted pieces with blue ones, stitched it with red perl cotton thread in a running stitch. I thought I would use it for the sides of a bag, but now I am thinking of something else. It will decide for itself what it wants to be. I'll wait.

The livestock and I have settled into a bedtime routine. I bring Joey indoors, and, once he figures he cannot beg me to let him out again, he settles on the bed.
Joey curled up on the bed.
Rosie (a sixteen pound "Maltese" really?) watches my every move. She won't believe it's bedtime until I turn out the light and remove the extra pillows from the bed.
Rose watches, from the back of the loveseat,  for offical bedtime.
 Little Scooter (at 9 pounds still big for a Maltese), is 14 years old. He is a little blind, a little deaf and somewhat vicious when disturbed in his sleep. He has been exiled from the bed, but curls up and sleeps in his own little bed.
Scooter in his little bed, on the floor, where he cannot bite anyone.
 Rocky (same size as Scooter and 9 months younger) is a snuggler and cannot rest until I am close to him.
Rocky watches to see when I will settle down to sleep.
He will crash when he knows I am settling down for the night, but once I am in bed he is right next to my arms. He makes it difficult for me to turn over, but we work it out.
Sweet slumber for little Rocky.
 Kitten is missing. Two nights in a row I have gone from front door to back door calling for her to come in. I finally go to bed worried about her out in the dark night all alone and wondering whether she is safe. Last night I swear I looked all over the house, and could not find her. Two mornings in a row she showed up, from somewhere within the house, ready for her breakfast.
My scarred back yard. Huge white pine is reduced to a stump.
I had some trees removed. Crit (my deceased husband) had contracted the work before he had his stroke, so I went ahead with it. Now I have a scarred backyard. I have planted no flowers this year and the yard has major drainage problems. I am putting off dealing with it until fall. I don't know if I'll ever feel like doing yard work, but at least I can use the heat as an excuse.

Faded, but still fragrant, gardenia blossoms in a birdnest.
I appreciate all of your comments and concern for my welfare. Things are going well. I have contacted all the folks I need to. Now it is just a matter of going to court, completing all the various paperwork and going to the Social Security office. Thank goodness he had an Advance Directive, Power of Attorney and Will. I recommend, if you or your spouse do not have these important documents, get them prepared NOW. Save your loved one the mental agony, on top of all the stress, of having to guess what you want done. As soon as the probate process for my husband it complete, I will do the same for my loved ones.

7 comments:

Kris said...

I think of you so often.
Hugs,
Kris

WoolenSails said...

Pets are such a comfort and it looks like you have quite the gang.
My kitties do that too, I cannot find them, they do not come when i call and I think they got out and then they turn up, must have a secret hiding space.

Debbie

Libby said...

Sounds as if you and 'the livestock' are finding a good routine for yourselves. Our pets really are in tune with our schedules and our needs. I'm SO glad they are there for you. I think of you often with good thoughts and warm wishes for each day to become a little less of a challenge *hugs*

Cathy said...

You've got some cute little animal companions there. It's always good hearing from you on your blog. I'm glad that you're doing ok. Know that you're in my thoughts.

joanne said...

I'm so glad you have your pets beside you, they really are a source of comfort for you as well as you are for them. take care.

mere6sews said...

Remember I you daily in prayer. Sounds as if you are finding your way through you greif and the maze of legalities that follow a death. You are so right abiut the need for advanced directives and a will. Having those in place saves you from a oomplicated legal maze.

mere6sews said...

Remember I you daily in prayer. Sounds as if you are finding your way through you greif and the maze of legalities that follow a death. You are so right abiut the need for advanced directives and a will. Having those in place saves you from a oomplicated legal maze.