Gee, it has been a long time!

                                                                     Arting

Except for the recent updates, it has been a long time since I have posted about my Arting. I love that term. I have really drifted away from all of my projects recently. A dry spell in my Art Journey, I suppose. The real world has been getting in the way, but in a really good way. We bought a Shed! Larry has been helping me get it finished so that I can spend time out there. Now that we have it all done, The weather has decided to become Winter! Sheesh, cannot get a break here. Anyway, I have not been to the Shed much this week. Brrrrrr. I have tried to be out there when it first got cold, but it just doesn't work because I can't seem to create when cold. So, I have mostly been keeping busy with my Adult coloring books. I have a couple of Christmas ones and they are so much fun. Very tiny, but still fun. Wish my vision was a bit better. But, I will keep on going. I bought some cheater glasses at the dollar store, and they help a lot. It is too much fun to stop. I want to get back to just plain writing more. Putting words onto paper. I do write in my paper journal, but have not been inspired recently. At least a week has gone by with very few entries. In fact, only one that I can remember. I don't do the messy journaling much anymore, but want to get back to it. For now I will just get the words going so the energy can flow more.

I keep hearing noises in the kitchen. Hope we don't have any critters around. It might just be the Refrigerator as it does make a lot of weird noises. Time to go to bed maybe? lol. I need music, but Larry is asleep and I don't want to wake him up. Hope my typing will not do it.

My days have been pretty sad the past few days. I think it is finally hitting me about Dad. The tears are always close by. I have put a lot of my feelings down in poems when it hurts the most. Like when we watched some Christmas movies last night, their Dad almost died and ended up staying at their house for the holidays because it was not safe for him to travel. This reminded me of the reality of my Daddy really dying. All the regrets keep flooding back. Even though I know that it all worked out as it was supposed to do, I keep thinking. "What if" and then "I should have". I am sure all people who lose someone do the same thing. Even though I am letting myself "feel" the pain, it still hurts so bad. Of course this brings up Mom's death all over again too. Yes, I know how lucky I am to have had Dad so long. Yes, I know he was so lucky to have had good health for as long as he did. It just doesn't make it hurt any less. I love you so much, Daddy. I hope there is some way that you know this. There were so many things I thought about that I could have said to him, or at least talked to him about. I could have sat closer. I could have hugged him more. I should have sat there longer. Etc. On and On.

I am getting tired, as I always seem to do so quickly anymore. I walked 16 minutes yesterday, but did not walk at all today. I must do it tomorrow so I can get into better shape. I can't sit in any chair but my recliner for any length of time anymore because it cuts down on the circulation in my legs and that worries me. I think I have something wrong with my heart, more than before. They had me wear a heart monitor from Friday till Monday this week. I took it back Monday and have not heard anything from them since. I hope no news is good news. I have a feeling it did not catch anything. I don't want to do that again as I always react to the glue on the probes they put on me. This time it was worse than the last time. I could barely stand to leave it on the entire time, but I did it. The machines keep getting smaller and are easier to transport. Wearing one was not bad except for the burning itching feeling from my allergy to the glue used.

It is difficult to write something that I think will be good to read when I come back to each post someday. I have been amazed at some of the things I have gotten down along the way.
I wrote a poem about a Glunk, and I think it turned out so cute and funky sounding, and funny too.
Sometimes I think about trying to illustrate it. Or, I could ask my friend, Phil to do it...but his drawings are kinda freaky. It will probably be some old ugly huge thing if he draws it, lol. I will get on that soon.

Ok, that is going to do it for tonight as it is almost gone midnite. So for now, Goodnight Moon!

Kate