Finally...a touch of elegance, and I don't mean Hunter's toenails.

Tomorrow Hunter has an appt. with his podiatrist.  He hasn't been doing what the sheet from the doctor says to do.  (as I also have told him)  At first he did what he was supposed to.  Then I started to do what we were supposed to do.  Then it became that I wasn't wrapping them the right way.  He wanted the tape seam to be in the front or back....I can't recall except that I wasn't doing it right.  You know...I am not even going to get into this.  My point is that I wish I could go to his appt. with him.  I bet you the 3 dollars I have in my purse that somehow he is going to blame me.  Well actually, the new me doesn't give a shit.
I can't be there cuz I have a mammogram with possible ultra-sound.  Is it weird that I find an ulra-sound very soothing?

I have begun to work on making some semblance of order out of the chaos that is my  "home."  I can't continue thinking that Hunter will ever make the repairs he intended to do.  He has a plan, in fact juggles several at a time, but while he destructs in anticipation of "rebuilding", he gets sidetracked into tearing apart something else and that is how it goes.  Now it seems to have come to a screeching halt.  It is either the fact that his health is getting worse-though oddly it doesn't seem to get in the way of his doing things for others-or he has lost interest or feels defeated.  Doesn't matter.  I have to accept it and get on with my life.  So I am going with what I have and arranging it as I can.  If  it means giving up on the built-in bookcases I was supposed to get and putting two old bookcases against the 2  panels  of sheet rock that are against the wall waiting to be used as intended....then that is what I will do!  If it means putting books back on the standard and brackets "bookcases" in the other room-yeah, the one he had me clear off when we had the pod that we filled so he could do the work in the house-I will do it.  My piano is black lacquer and so I thought I would do that room all black and white with accents of red.  My plans are not to be so I will do what I can.  I had curtain that are white with black chandeliers and other elegant designs on it.  I hung those today and I can totally see how gorgeous it could have been.  But.....I will do what I can.  I will do what I can.  I will do what I can and be satisfied.
I promise I will get some pictures up so you can see that I do not exaggerate.  SARA, MY LAMB WHORE LEADER uses the term "Ghetto" to describe certain rooms in her house.  I can see that it totally describes every room in my house.
With Hunter being gone a few weeks in Oct. and all of Novenber, I could paint all of the walls which for some reason he won't let me do.  And I know I could do the plaster repair except the holes (and I use the term lightly) are bigger than my ass.  Waaaaaaayyyyy bigger!!!!!!  The best I can hope for is to perhaps glue some fabric over them.  Hanging mirrors or pictures won't work because some of these are up to the ceiling and.......Hey!  Maybe I could do some type of painting to make it look like an old-world building interior.  My mom was an artist.  Damn!  My dead mom is never around when I need her!
Oh well.  If you can't tell...this actually was an upbeat post.  Yay me!

Tweaked my back doin'the twist.

Not the dance.  More the twist as I was putting things in the dishwasher.  I can feel it a little but I think I worked out most of the kinks mowing the lawn.  I need to hang laundry and have lots of other things to do today.  But for now I am sitting here trying to cool off.  It is cool in the shade.  Almost too cool.

Hunter went to his podiatrist yesterday.  She cut off both sides of the nails on his big toes and put stuff on it so they won't grow back.  It's about ingrown toenails.  I need to change his bandages everyday.  He can't breathe when he bends down.  And why I am talking about this is beyond me.  I hate other peoples feet. Ick and Yuck!  If you have a foot fetish, that is your choice but get off this page cuz...well....just YUCK! 

By the way.....*insert scary music here*.....while I was typing that last paragraph it all disappeared and went into this shut down mode  reconfiguring and to not turn off computer.  WTF!---------------------------------------------------------------------sorry for the interruption here but Hunter said there was something wrong with the printer and he needed me to come there right away.  He wanted to know what I did that broke it.  You read that right.....what I did.  This is not a technical problem but more of a break the plastic parts thing.  Who do we know that throws or forces things that he doesn't understand!  Who lacks the patience to figure something out?  Bah.  Then he has me get on the phone with his lover taxidermist's brother-who is really a neat guy by the way-to see where to take it for repairs.  Of course it isn't worth repairing.  The guy said to just order another one from Dell or go to Tiger Direct.

Better sign off here before there's another interruption, like a lightening strike.  Peace.