This was a week of medical appointments and domestic duty.
Monday morning I was at the doctor's office for lab work. Since it was my first visit of the year, they needed to see my driver's license and medical insurance cards. And I am no longer a name, I am a date of birth.
Tuesday was my monthly visit to the chiropractor; they needed to see the same documentation, but there they know me by name and don't care about my birthdate.
Wednesday was my follow up appointment with the dermatologist. It had been two months since my last blue light treatment to eradicate any potentially harmful cancer on my face. There was one small spot on the tip of the nose that he took a biopsy of; hopefully it is benign. Hate to have a divot on the tip of my nose.
Thursday afternoon was my doctor's appointment to discuss the results of my lab work. Except for when they called me from the waiting room by name, I was a date of birth to each person thereafter. All the blood test numbers were within normal except for my prostrate, which has been increasing over the past couple of years. He will schedule a consult with the appropriate doctor.
Saturday, Nathan the cabinet maker, stopped by to evaluate my kitchen make over. He will work up a diagram based on his visit and hopefully we can agree on the particulars so he can get started on this project. Due to current projects, he won't be able to start for at least 4-5 weeks. That might give me time to figure out just what I really want. That evening we had a bon fire at the elder quorum president's house. The temperatures were in the low 30s, but 12 of us enjoyed the comradery of cooking hot dogs and roasting marshmallows for smores. And the fire kept us warm!
After several months of procrastination, I again started scanning letters and other important (to me at least) documents. Over the past months I deposited any letter, card, or document worthy of preserving (mostly from Sandy), into a bin. Now it is time to dust them off and finish this project. The pile is growing smaller. But if I finish this project, what will I do with my time?
I also climbed into the attic and removed the six tubs stored there. They contained mostly Christmas decorations. Those six have been reduced to three which are stored in the shed out back; much easier to access there than in the attic. I also did a second reduction of some of Sandy's things. After her passing, we went through her belongings, many of which found new homes with other family members or were donated to local charities. Now it was time to take a second look at the remaining items and decide what to do with them. There are some items that I was initially reluctant to part with, but time has a way of dimming their significance. And there were a couple surprise finds in unexpected places.
Looking out dirty windows encouraged me to do my domestic duty and finally wash them. Over a couple of day's time, I managed to get all but one or two windows washed. It is nice to look out the windows and not see finger prints, smudges, water spots or dirt on them now. Unfortunately, clean windows accentuate the missed spots (yes there are a few). And there is the one window that is discolored between the panes. Ah well, I just don't look out that window.
We had two days of light and occasional snow flurries, but none that stuck. One of those days was very windy and it was impressive to see the snow whirling by horizontally.
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