I've been away. First it was six days in the medical hospital.. home three days, then 3 days in a psychiatric hospital. What a mess things have been but I'm home now and on the road to recovery. Knock wood. I'll save the gory (not so gory) details for another post maybe. I just got home yesterday and I'm still a little shaky but I think I'm ok to do a little posting.
I could view the beautiful blue skies out the windows in both hospitals. Mr. Skittles would let me know the temps when he would come and visit me. Of course I didn't mind being inside when he'd tell me wind chills instead of actual temps. I longed for Spring though when he told me we were having a warm up.
Spring reminded me of when I was married to my ex and we had an above ground pool. I wouldn't fill it until the temps were at 70. It would be nice to have one again. I might need a few pool lifts to get me in one now. I so much heavier then I used to be. But I've been losing weight recently, 35 pounds to be exact, so if I keep losing I could maybe get in one by way of ladder. This is all a moot point. We don't have room for one where we currently live.
I just lost focus of this post. Oh yeah.. I'm home for good. Let's hope I can stay here. I think I can now.