Things I Forgot

I’ve already thought of things I needed to bring down.

Tomorrow I have a doctor’s appointment. I had three decent shirts and two sweaters and I forgot to bring those. I’m not even sure I have any T-shirts down there that don’t have holes in them. OK . . I’ve found a sweater I knitted. In fact, almost all my knitted sweaters are downstairs so that solves the problem with a shirt/top to wear.

Also, I didn’t bring a jacket or a sweater. I wish I had a sweatshirt or something because it’s a bit chilly in the basement. Today I opened the windows downstairs to let some fresh air in and burrrr . . it was cold. I was wearing a short sleeved T-shirt and no sweater or sweatshirt. I have my big coat for walking Rita but I can’t cross stitch with that. Furry, soft bath robe to the rescue. I’m sure my neighbors wonder why I’m outside with jeans and a bath robe but on the other hand, my neighbors have probably given up trying to make sense out of what they see over here.

Rita’s probiotics. I meant to get them and kept thinking I’d make a list of spices I need besides salt and pepper. Rita’s probiotics are in the cabinet with the spices. Never got spices or probiotics.

Around lunch time, I was pretty frustrated. The water leak, Rita isn’t comfortable because she doesn’t understand why we’re in a strange place and I feel bad for her. Boots can’t understand why he’s stuck in the sewing room. He’s so darned fast (for a fat cat!). Every time I go in the sewing room for something . . and it’s happened more than you think it should . . I’m so afraid he’s going to dash out and be on those floors before I can stop him and you know he wouldn’t come if I call him so he’d probably stay up there for the duration.

So . . Vince said “what’s for lunch today?” I said “Fried Rice”. I can go start cooking it. I had already cooked the rice. Had chopped ham, bacon, eggs, green onions, carrots, peas . . we throw everything in our fried rice. Vince said “I was thinking I might go get a pizza.” That means . . Vince wanted to go to Walmart or the flea market which are near the pizza place. I said fine so he went to Walmart, picked up the pizza and if I had to guess, I’d say we’ll grab lunch separately tomorrow because Vince has a dentist appointment and I have to go have bloodwork done.

SInce there were just a few dishes, I washed them in the bathroom sink.

It isn’t bad. I’m not complaining . . really . . it’s all kinda funny.

Vince and I were sitting in the family room this afternoon and he said “You know . . if we go to an old folks’ home, this is probably all the room we’re going to have . . what’s right here in this room.” I said “What about all my yarn?” We both laughed so things are good!