Playing Around
Today it was time to play around with photos and my newly acquired Dell laptop and the photo options. Though this unit is also a Windows 10, there are significant differences. It has been a huge help having the HP in the living room to bounce things off of. I have the photo reduced to the correct size for the blog but still need to work on setting up a new file for which all blog photos will be saved into. Learning new things keeps the cobwebs at bay . . . I can only hope that rings true. I snapped a photo of the living room which is now a bit crowded after the teak rocking chair came back into the picture. I have emails out to Dennis’ grandsons if they are in need of their Grandma Curry’s chairs for their basement rec rooms.
I knew once I had my walk in, I may not be going back outside again. Each day with my walking crutches, I am venturing a bit farther to the east. I do have to be careful as the return trip will have to be made. Am I as active as others of my similar age? I don’t know, I don’t ask nosy questions of others. That question would not have even crossed my mind if it had not been a question on a medical survey that came in the mail today.
The medical survey was in regard to the fact that June 15th of this year was the one year anniversary of my heart surgery. I felt compelled to fill in the responses that were asked of me. I think I am doing well. Do I have the same energy level prior to the stroke and surgery . . . no. I am smart enough to go to bed when the weariness hits. I might stretch it a bit beyond nine in the evening, but I can tell I begin to feel wobbly. My body does not lie to me. For the longest time I felt leery of getting up during the night to visit the bathroom. After all, it was when I got up during the night in February of 2021 that I had the stroke. As I use my cane for stability, I have since let that fright go.
Dennis came in at noon and he has all of the five gallon pails of branches emptied. It was dry enough that as he emptied them into the burning ring, it made short work of it all. The larger branches we will have to load and take them to the tree dump at some time.
I stitched on the log cabin blocks until the back told me to close it all down. Again, the body does not lie. Once the aches really start to smart, it takes too long to recover.
This is the beginning of the long Labor Day weekend. KNUJ reports it officially begins at six this evening. Whatever! Our school here begins the day after. Dennis and I will let others hit the highways or parks. We prefer our Stauffer Avenue.
My hope is that my worker bee kids will kick back a bit and realize that they need some rejuvenation to keep the balance in their routines.
I will continue playing around with the studio’s laptop.