Last Year, This Year, Yada Yada Yada Part 1
So here goes…a little about last year, hopes for this year and everything in between… yada, yada, yada.
This is part 1. I’m not sure if there will be 2 or 3 more posts. We’ll have to see.
Let’s start with yada yada yada. I started writing this post days ago but never got past the title, you see – I’m TIRED.
Bone weary tired. The kind of tired that drags you down and holds you there. I’m sure that being sick for the last 3 weeks, is a major factor. I think that I missed Christmas. Actually, I KNOW that I missed Christmas. It was spent in bed. I crawled out a few times. I watched my grand kids open their presents. I ate a few meals with the family, but that’s about it.
I let my grown children that were here do grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, present wrapping, etc. etc. I did all my shopping online (thank you Amazon) for the family that would be with us during the holidays. I haven’t even started to think about the rest of the kids and grand kids. That will have to wait. I didn’t even send birthday cards or presents to my son who’s birthday was in late November or the 2 boys that have December birthdays.
I’m in tears thinking about a trip to Florida later this month, for my dad’s 91st birthday. We may just have to celebrate in Feb. or March.
I started going down hill in early November, but things got really bad the week before Christmas. I thought that I was just coming down with a cold, but it rapidly progressed to a low grade fever, chills, sore throat, coughing and body aches. Then it hit my stomach. It’s been a war zone for a good 2 and a half weeks. It doesn’t matter what I eat – it either comes right back up, or sits like a weight it my gut and I feel nauseated all the time.
Now breathing is an effort.
I’ve put off going to the doctor because I don’t want to go on more medications. I usually experience every nasty side effect imaginable. I’m praying that things improve soon.
In the next few days, I’m going to try to round up some photos taken with some fancy backdrops from the past 12 months. My life is pretty dull, to be perfectly honest, but when I started thinking back over 2013, I realize that I did quite a lot. I went to Florida in January, Cancun and Utah in February. I had surgery in March. Went to Upstate NY for my birthday in June. My husband and I celebrated our 40th wedding anniversary by taking a trip to Colorado, Wyoming and Utah, in late September and early October.
We became grand parents again for the millionth time, and we have 2 more grandchildren due in the next few months. One of our daughters and her 3 children (ages 2, 5 and 7) moved in with us for 6 months while her husband took on a new job and their house was on the market. Our baby girl moved back home, and is battling a serious illness. Another daughter and her three children (ages 6, 12, and 14) moved in with us in early December, and I think that they will probably be with us for the next 2 to 3 years.
HA – maybe my life isn’t so dull after all!
I’ve chosen my #OneWord365 – LESS – more on that later.
I’m not sure where Libby’s Library will take me. I want to learn how to make videos, and do some tutorials and printouts. I’d like to improve my photography skills, and work on Do Not Pet. With my daughters help, I want to really work on gardening and I hope to get some chickens…ones that lay blue and green eggs, and share the experience with all of you.
For now, I’m just breathing, and looking forward to better days.
I thank you all for sticking with me, and I wish you a healthy, happy and prosperous New Year.
Aw, Mom! I’m so sorry you’re still miserably sick. Have you been given a priesthood blessing yet? You need to get yourself to the doctor! And pronto!
I laughed out loud when I read the part about your life being pretty dull. Are you kidding me?! Haha. Your life has always been anything but. I LOVE YOU!!!
Libby, I’m so sorry to hear your sicker than a dog. I hope it blows over soon. Sounds like life has been super busy and not quite dull. Keep having fun and best wishes for the new year!
-Josh