Yes, yes I am.
This is the time of year that, even with meds, I have to really fight to stay on top of my depression. It just seems like such an effort to do ANYTHING that some things go by the wayside. The blog should be one of those things that I keep up with, though, since it keeps me connected to people.
*hand raised* I promise to do better, and to faithfully update my blog at least twice a week. ~grin~
The Guys are putting all the Xmas decorations outside. Enough lights go up to qualify us for an airport runway. They enjoy it, so that's ok.
Hubby has been working scads of overtime which means he has been gone for 36 hour stretches.
Alex has joined the Civil Air Patrol. He went on an overnight last weekend and earned the rank of Airman. He loves it. If he stays with it until he is 18 he will be able to go into the service as an E3.
He wants a rifle for Christmas.
Cass is talking about moving to Chicago with some friends this coming spring when his lease is up. J.'s uncle claims he can get them into the Fire Service. And that they can all live with him until they find jobs and apts. Uh huh.
I repotted my spath yesterday. It has grown from 3 tiny leaves stuck into a mixed planter over 10 years ago into a nice plant that has bloomed twice this year and needs a 10" pot. I'm so proud. ~grin~
Making a hat out of thin sock yarn on size 1 needles is a bad idea.
Well, off to..........do ..... something.