Enga mellom fjella

I'm good with my right hand; I'm better with my left...

...and sometimes I use toilet paper...

(as told to me by Kathy at the Senior Center)

Y'know... new year... means I can schedule a visit with my doctor. Medicare is skimpy on maintenance. My legs... my legs...

A pile of pancakes yesterday, pork and stuffing today. Price went up to $4 from $3. Still a great deal but that's $20/month increase.

It was very slushy and icy yesterday. A tad better today. More people out as well.

I scored a bookcase! It's purple... but it's a bookcase!

Ran into a young woman at the dumpster. I said something in Spanish and she replied. Then she said something about being in Norway for 3 years... Well! Made my day. We chatted and hopefully can meet at the café to chat again. She's lived in Tromsø (up north).

meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee:

I made definite progress on my place yesterday after an attack of anxiety and a three hour nap. I can see the light...

of my radio blinking.

Still working on poems and still reading. Still tossing stuff and still sorting. Still...

breathing.

Other than that there isn't much news. I could easily be bored to tears. I vow that next year I leave for a month! If I can avoid the two holidays I'll be fine. Costa Rica would be fine. Colombia? Maybe. Norway? Not a good idea as many places shut down for a week or two.

Next trip? Not planned yet but Norway beckons every May.

The truth? I'd really like to visit some friends. (shhhhhh...)

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