Visiting XMas and Crafting
Right. Visiting my GM for XMas... she is still in rehab for her broken hip, but bloody stubborn (errr... determined) to come home and she's doing better than they expected. The rehab people don't have to force her to do things. She takes walks with her walker and so forth all on her own. This is a good thing.
XMas in rehab center was a little weird.... It's attached to a nursing home, so there were lots of very lonely looking older folks. We tried to say hi to a lot of them and so on....
I've been crafting every day since Saturday. Current count: 5 rats, 3 dinosaurs, 3 turtles and 1 bird. So far, so good.
On the downside... because I live alone, I've become accustomed to "ME" time - where it's just me, and theres no tv, no radio, no nothing. Just me, the cat, and quiet. Don't get that here. Hit my limit this afternoon. Wanted to cry from all the sensory input. Fortunately, we were coming back to my GM's house - where we are staying while in East Texas - and I could put the IPod earphones in and close my eyes. My wonderful sister threw her shawl over my head, which helped to break up the light and the air that was blowing RIGHT on my face, and I got back without making an idiot of myself. Went and laid down for about 2 hours and was okay.
Miss my cat, my house, and my friends. My GM is getting better. My dad is cranky, but that's understandable, since he and my mom have been up here for a month or so. They miss their house and their friends. At least I get to go home soon.