Breathe

Nothing has changed, but I feel so busy lately, like there is barely time to catch my breath.   It feels a little too much like dread.   My old friend Dr. Cranky suggested that being around so much death and dying in my hospice job is taking a toll on me, but I suspect I am just getting old and out of shape.  

Still working on the big what-to-wear for my niece's wedding.   I loved the reader-idea of silk pajamas thanks, spindlemaker!), but unfortunately my age/body type/general lack of fitness and grace would make that a decidedly UN-glamorous look.    I finally came up with a modest idea of my own and shared it with my pesky baby sister.   The little stinker called me later that day to say that SHE had gone to the mall and tried on MY idea, and that she loved it, bought the whole outfit and couldn't be happier.    Just as well.    She (1) cares more about clothes, and (2) will look better in it anyway since she is taller and prettier and blonde.   But it's back to the drawing board for me.    Either inspiration will strike me again or I will wear something from my pitiful closet.    The one thing I've learned about weddings (and funerals) is that nobody is going to remember what I wore, so I'll keep looking, but I'm not all that stressed about it.  Yet.

Besides the upcoming wedding trip to the west coast, I am mentally trying to work out trips to New Orleans and Sanibel.   It would be a lot easier to plan if I didn't have to work.    Even a part-time job is something to be reckoned with.  Of course, it would be a lot harder to pay for without the job.   Note to self:  next time, be independently rich.

We are moving into the prettiest time of the year here.   A few trees down the road are already starting to show some fall color.   My garden has erupted in riot.   The herbs can't be contained, there are tomatoes daily, and my zucchini plant has finally produced enough for a few batches of zucchini bread and grilled zucchini.   I haven't seen any baby pumpkins yet, but the vines are covered with blossoms.   Life is good.