Sunday Post: 11/21/21

Hello, my lovelies.

This week was largely taken up with medical stuff. The disability people wanted an updated neuro evaluation, and I was overdue for a mammogram, and I was also overdue for a shingles booster, and I needed a new strain of flu shot, and a new strain of pneumonia shot…it was a lot.

I ended up getting all the shots on the same day, which left me feeling like I’d been hit by a truck for a couple days. But all is well, the mammogram was normal, and the report from the neurologist included the unprompted sentence “patient is unable to work due to the above conditions” which I hope is the last piece of the diability puzzle. I have been out of work for almost a year at this point, and while I had savings to start with, they are dwindling, obviously.

However, if I get approved, it will be retroactive to May, so…that would be nice.

This week…whew. Thanksgiving, which is at our house this year. Small gathering of just 4 or 5 people, but Thanksgiving is one of those weird meals that doesn’t scale all that well. It’s a ton of work, whether you are cooking for 2 or 5 or 15. So there’s that.

Also this happened. I mean, it actually happened in October, but I just found out about it. I am not going to lie…my cold, dead GenX heart swelled to 10 times its normal size. And I might have checked on my The Storyteller hold a million times this weekend.

Also, how has Kurt been gone for as long as he was here? That’s…a little hard to process.

Bloggers that I particularly enjoyed this week were Greg, Dini, Louise, Suzanne and Tessa. One of our prompts this week was “what do you like about the blogging community?” and I just wanted to point and say “them.”

I read four books this week, and yet I STILL didn’t manage to read the one that I had been supposed to read, so back to the library it went. Emotional readers unite. I had intended to start the new Ken Follett today, but I have nothing to review for next week, and there is no way that I am getting through those 850 pages by Tuesday, so I’m starting something normal-sized today, and will get to Follett soon. I can’t wait—I have never read a bad Follett book.

They were all adorable in their own ways. The Guncle was last week’s review, so full thoughts there. The two Brighton Walsh books came recommended by one of my new book besties, Dini from @dinipandareads. They were charming, funny, steamy reads, and I already have the next two books in the series on hold at the library. And Cheat Sheet is a best-friends fake dater that made me grin throughout. Completely on the wholesome side, which is a bit of a change for me, but I really loved the characters.

OK, that’s all from the 52 gift-wrapping room, where I may be taking Christmas ribbon inventory.

Till next week, stay safe, mask-up and eat some cranberry sauce…cause it’s THE best part of Thanksgiving.