Not enough swears

Morning all, have been working behind the scenes on my other projects.

I ended up in another too long of a phone call with someone who flipped the card table so to speak. Chips and cards are flying in all directions, and I am whelmed.

Needless to say, I am making a weird decision. I am choosing myself, my recovery, and my peace of mind.

With chaos flipping tables left and right, I am going to sit, take a deep breath, and take a look.

I didn’t cause the problem, I can’t fix it, so I am going to say… f-it. I’m leaving control in someone else’s hands.

Take care my friends. I’m going to go stitch awhile. Hugs. -L


Recent pictures

“My hoard”-Munkin
Can I be your emotional support dragon?
A thirsty Munkin, that’s water.
Just a little snow. That creek is a 15 ft drop.
Munkin wants Adventures
Duke wanted to snawgle
Munkin rides shotgun
Ready for the meeting on Sunday
A mood
Just a cuppa
Many years ago, I worked here.

At a loss for words this morning

Good morning all. I’m not sure what to write about today. I’ve made a few decisions, and am hoping for the best. So far, I have some things to sort out and work on.

24 years ago, I was awarded a divorce from a man who beat the tar out of me. He thought it fit and proper to kick me awake amongst many other things. It’s part of the reason I am in a wheelchair today.

Today, I set up an emergenc escape fund. Just in case. I’ve started setting aside a few dollars here and there to get out of the house and run if I need to.

I’m converting the asshole taxes I charge him for unreasonable requests to this fund. I jokingly refer to it as “Munkin’s hoard”. I figure if I have an emotional support dragon, then I can have a dragon’s hoard which he will guard to help me escape if needful.

Meanwhile, take care my friends. Gentle hugs, -L

Munkin the emotional support dragon

Morning all, hope you are well. I am settling in. Duke is asleep on the bed. My husband is kvetching about whatever to the entities only he talks to, and I have an emotional support dragon.

Munkin was a gift given to me on Sunday when I arrived at the meeting. My good friend T had asked me if scents bothered me. They don’t much anymore, since I no longer live where there is a wood burning stove. My allergies have settled down.

She gave me Munkin, a cute little cucumber scented dragon on a keychain. He’s adorable, and has decided that he is my emotional support dragon.

Now here’s the history. My school mascot was Victor E. a blue dragon. I’ve loved dragons my whole life. I have a friend who swears that if I ever get a real dragon, I will use them. Snort, why not? I mean a fire breathing flying critter that hoards things…

So, Munkin has moved in, and has taken over. Take care my friends, may you have an emotional support dragon of your own. -L

Munkin decided he needed a flaggon of water of his very own.

Today’s plan

Morning hugs everyone, another phone post from bed. I am curled up with my favorite stuffed animals and I am very relaxed.

Duke just jumped to the floor, and I am sure that he will be snoring in a minute or two. My husband has been frantically having long-winded discourses with whatever he thinks is listening again.

Today I am going to just take it easy and recover from yesterday. I drove over 80 miles, and my body is telling me that it is time to just relax with a book.

Take care my friends. Today’s reading is To Kill a Necromancer (Blackwing Book 1) I have the first 2 books in the series.