I slept in again. But not as late as yesterday thanks to the magic of the time changing. After getting my eye drops done, I worked a bit more on caulk removal in the bathtub. I thought I was pretty much done last night, but when I looked at it with a bright headlamp, I could see there was still a lot of residue. So I put more of the caulk remover on.
When I ate breakfast, I thought about how if Ambrose were still here, I would have made us omelets or grits & eggs. We had a tradition of me making Sunday breakfast, and I alternated between those two. But since he died, I’ve hardly eaten eggs at all. He loved eggs. He would have eaten eggs with every meal, I think. We ate them nearly every day. When my stomach was giving me problems and I needed to do a liquid diet, an egg or two blended with chicken stock was one of my go-to meals. I just can’t bring myself to cook them anymore. Not yet, anyway.
We had the monthly family zoom that everyone is invited to, but only one of my aunts showed up. We got to look at the pictures that my step-mom took in France, which was fun. And my brother shared some video of my niece singing. And my dad asked me to tell the story about how I slipped while climbing down from a rock and nearly hung myself by the back of my neck.
After the noon eye drop, I went back to the bathtub and did my final caulk removal sweep. It wasn’t absolutely perfect, but I felt that I did the best that I could with the tools that I had. Before I could use the caulk that I wanted to use, I had to clear the nozzle of dried stuff. It took a bit of effort, but I did clear it, and there was plenty of caulk left in the container to handle my tub.
I had a bologna sandwich for lunch on some new honey wheat bread. It was a bit grainier in texture than I expected, which I liked. Then I decided that rather than trying to go on a short hike, I would take care of some pre-winter yard maintenance. My neighbor had offered me some hay for mulching and I confirmed where I could get that before heading over with a wheelbarrow.
I used the hay to cover my lilac bush. I’ve done that the last two years, but this is the latest that I’ve left it. I think it might be good for the bush that I let it experience the cold a bit more. There were buds growing from the tips of the branches. I wonder if that means it will blossom in the spring. If it needs to experience some freezing temps to do that.
I drained my hoses and rolled them up. I moved the branched that I’d trimmed earlier this year into a pile next to the fire pit. I worked on removing rust from another shovel. I’m going to have to get more vinegar and maybe more salt if I want to do another batch of the solution. I have a few more tools that have rust, but those just have spots. I might just scrub at them with steel wool and see how that does. Or maybe I could use the dremel drill? I have so many tools that I don’t use…
I’ve had a migraine headache flirting with me all day. It threatens, then recedes. Once the sun set, it stopped flirting and started getting serious. I’m going to try and sleep without treating it and hope it goes away overnight.
Oh, and I did get a load of laundry done today. I also practiced the flute part for the song I’m going to be playing for choir this year. It’s a bit easier than last year’s I think. I played it once with the recording and it felt pretty good. I just keep missing one of the F sharps after the key change, but it doesn’t really sound bad. Which is probably the problem. If it sounded bad, I’d fix it.
I still need to finish sorting out the grapes and then doing something with them. I’ll probably have to wait until Tuesday to make more fruit leather with choir on Monday. I have a family zoom on Tuesday, but I think they’ll be okay with me working on the fruit leather while I’m on the call.
Getting up early tomorrow to get back on track with walking and exercising. If I’m still feeling lightheaded, then I’ll be blaming the eye drops and know that I just have to push through it. I have no idea how long that bottle of eye drops is going to last, but I have to guess it’s probably close to two months since that’s when my next appointment is. At least it’s getting easier to get a drop out of that stiff bottle.
