Sunday, November 17, 2013

Well, hello.

Downtown, on a park ramble a couple weekends ago

I haven't felt like I've had much to say for a while. Not that there weren't Things Happening, just that they seemed boring and inane to talk about. 

To catch things up: I never caught Mama cat. Even with tuna fish she wouldn't go near the trap. She stopped coming for a while. I hope she's all right. We moved and I stopped feeding her. The SPCA reassured me that there were lots of feral feeders around there, that if she got pregnant, then she was getting food from somewhere. I should have figured out some way of going over every day, but it all dropped out with the move. 

Thing 2. We moved, across town. The new place is wonderful. Not that the old place wasn't nice, but the new place is amazingly fantastic and I still find myself looking up and not quite believing I'm living here. We even have a backyard. With sunlight. I know, that sounds ridiculous, but look again at that picture. 

There are way more stairs and uphills at the new place than the old place. The first couple weeks my knees wanted to know WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO US?? We had movers (oh, so much worth the $$. Way cheaper than 3 months of physical therapy), but I still had to do a lot of lifting,  packing and unpacking. It was a toss up sometimes between whether to abuse the knees or the back. Me and my ice pack were BFFs. The knees have mostly gotten used to things and only occasionally seize up. I do have to remember to stretch my calves, oh, all the time. 

Other than the expected lifting and unpacking and packing and crap, it was about the easiest move I've ever done. I still have too much junk. A year later and I STILL HAVE TOO MUCH JUNK. argh. But now I've got more space in which to ignore it. Maybe not such a good thing.

Frances, with pile o' boxes. These have been since moved out of the front room.

The in-laws visited. We went looking for iconic views.

And I have likely lost my mind because I've made plans to visit, of all places, New York City for Christmas. Because obviously I don't get enough of the urban every day.


pacalaga said...

Yay, evil twin! Mama cat will be fine. I'm glad your knees adapted - we lived in a two story condo for a while and I never did get used to it. I was looking for something in my closet recently and actually had to acknowledge some of the boxes of supplies that had become part of the landscape. Ugh.

Cookie said...

Hello! Aren't hills and stairs and such expected in your part of the world? I'm so glad that all of you are settling in at the new place. Better than Christmas than Thanksgiving, yes?

Joan said...

Hi you! Glad you are settling in and adjusting. We are going to be moving too-- another rental as our damn albatross of a house remains unsold. But if all goes well we will be moving across the street, not across town. You can bet we will be hiring someone to do the heavy lifting though. Are you still too much of a whippersnapper to start having viscosupplementation shots? I had a series of three in each knee a couple of weeks ago and the right one is totally pain free now!

How does Frances like her new digs?