Monday, November 01, 2021

Christmas is almost here.

 I always take it as soon as Melbourne Cup is run, it's almost Christmas.  My sister looks as though she will make it to 2022 and her decision was the right one. With the cancer diagnosed in June she would have had a rotten operation and just be finishing chemo now.  She'd have been in pain, in bed most of the time and not much fun but all she's had is fatigue, no pain, having a doctor that believes in a no pain treatment.

Her painting has gone by the way so my gift of Shaun the sheep and Bitzer isn't finished but she tried.  She rang this morning and all I could hear in the background were birds. She is training them to eat off wooden board instead of the patio table and so far it's working. Her favourite Currawong got very impatient when breakfast was late because of the table cleaning. He threw a bird tantrum, stomped up and down the table and when that didn't work, decided on a pity approach, wandering the table with a leg dragging behind him. She gave up after that and fed him.

I am glad that I can see a blue sky for once. I still have no shoes to fit. I'm still trying to clean up.  I have 7 bookcases which have to be whittled down to 4. I'm getting very ruthless about filling the op shop boxes, keeping only the big reference jewellery books and novels I know I'll enjoy reading again. The couch is piled high with patchwork fabric which I'm going through and getting rid of the fabrics I don't like, only 4 in the op box, I love cottons. In the patchwork world some would be considered antique. The only thing better than playing with fabric is playing with beads but I'll be lost forever if I start doing that.

Say a prayer for my ears, I'm going now to cut my hair. I'm past caring what it looks like as long as it's not long.


Elephant's Child said...

I am sooooo not ready for Christmas.
I am so glad that your sister made the right decision for her, and has a doctor who will support her.
And yes, birds can certainly bung it on when they want to.

Beth Waltz said...

What welcome news this is, that your sister's wishes are respected and fulfilled by her doctor, thus sparing her not only physical but also emotional distress. She's fortunate to have you joining her in this portion of her life's path.

Congratulations on the progress you've made in decluttering! I just binned the parents' WWII suitcase, having selected only a few of the documents it contained for the family archives. Hoisted it into the bin unaided -- doubt I could do it if I'd waited until I "felt like it".

Best wishes to your ears, dear Jahteh. Perhaps you should practice on the Big White Cat? (My Great White Floofster just had a tidy-up in his nether regions. This explains the odd wailing noise emanating from the American Midwest...)

River said...

I am nowhere near ready for Christmas, thank goodness I don't do any of the baking I used to do. Most of my baking stuff is packed away in a box in the shed, labelled of course, but I just don't have the energy for it anymore. I'll probably buy a few cards, definitely one for my sister anyway. I'm not sure I even want Christmas this year.
I got ruthless with my bookshelves too and the local Vinnie's got about ten bags of books and a few dvds too.
I like the painting.

Andrew said...

I can come and cut your hair. A snip here, a snip there, then even it up. Repeat. It can't be that hard.

JahTeh said...

Andrew I love your new header and I wouldn't let you near me with anything sharp. You couldn't wait to get to your hairdresser if I remember.

River, I found some lovely tiny pie dishes in a drawer and I've never used them but I will now. I never got the hang of making a cake in a cup always runs over but I sing the praises of Green's savoury scone mix since I can't rub in butter with the arthritis. It even comes with a packet of relish to put on the hot scones.

Beth, being a nurse she's seen it all and she's quite happy with the way things are going. As for my de-cluttering, I could give Marie Condo a heart attack. I was cleaning another load of upchuck and I looked at the cat and said, "Are you giving me joy?". Still he's had a bad time, earthquake, thunderstorms, caught in the hailstorm and so many possums on the roof, it sounds like a Ho Down.

El Chi, so many birds up there, it didn't take long for the word to go round about free food. When she's tired she sits and watches them but stays away from the bats. Jayne us still picking them up and carting them off to the bat hospital.

Ratana said...

You have a wonderful view out that window! I'd be gazing out instead of getting my work done!
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