Buzzy made a new friend today. Her name is Miss Audrey, and she's filling in from another clinic because ours is so short staffed. The stick was remarkably pain-free today, things are flowing smoothly, and I am completely relieved and happy. I ramped up pretty good this morning anticipating that pain, especially since my Monday treatment left me in a bit of agony....but it was all for naught (as almost all anxiety sessions are).
I did a few minutes of stitching on Winter Quakers but put it away and picked up the snowflake instead.
In my defense....I show love through food (obviously), so unless there are enough things to stock a small convenience store, I feel stingy.
(Well...that and the fact that I discovered Costco and have no restraint whatsoever and am completely hypnotized by the sheer size of everything.)
(Oh...and I also have this weird propensity for maintaining an inventory by buying two of something to replace anything that is less than half full.)
(You should see my deodorant shelf.)
As God is my witness, I come by this honestly, since Mom stocked the house up every Fall in preparation for winter. A side of beef went into the downstairs freezer, and canned goods and dry goods were lined up in the pantry ready for Armageddon. There was also a plethora of things from Uncle Connie's garden that had been canned, because we apparently lived in an era when fresh vegetables were not to be had for months at a time. I'm sure I'm exaggerating, but didn't it seem like we didn't get fresh summer vegetables in the winter?
(Tomatoes, in particular, come to mind).
Wow. I am a Big Babble today! Some days I don't grunt a word, and others I'm writing novels. True to form for me, I guess. Absolutely NOTHING in moderation!
Happy Futzingday to one and all! I hope wherever you are is exactly where you want to be! Come tell me all about it!