Mixed Bag Day

This is my teeny tiny kitchen. If you look carefully, you can see my fridge to the left of the green towel under the counter top. Yes, really. Kind of like a campus dorm room fridge. I’m throwing away the cookware that all looks like, as my husband used to describe horses as, “rode hard and put away wet.” I’m tossing two pieces every day or two so that I don’t use more than my share of the floor’s trash service.
I do have a microwave. We need to get glassware, dishes, silverware, and a dish drainer , as well as a skillet and spoon in order for me to do anything that could be called cooking. That’s all right for now, but we should probably cook breakfast ourselves and have dinner delivered, or vice versa when I get set up.

Harvey is getting final tests before discharge. We visited him today, greeted him and kissed him, but he showed no recognition or reaction that we were there. We stayed a while, but couldn’t engage him, so we went to do errands.

We are trying to replace stuff in the condo so that I can enjoy it, plus it’s going to last for when Brian rents the condo out or sells it after we’re gone.

Today we ordered a new bed and a sofa. We will order more as we go.

We ordered Internet service (hooraaaay!) and I got two pairs of exercise shorts and tees for starting at the gym Monday. We ordered a clothes drying rack so I can wear one set while another is drying for the following day. It will also allow me more flexibility, particularly if the laundry is closed for some reason.
A funny/vain thing – I asked Brian to order a makeup mirror because I can see that I HAVE a face in the bathroom and the bedroom, but that’s it.
Lots and lots of details and changes to absorb, but I spend each day fascinated by all the new things I am learning, food I am trying, activities I am participating in, and more.
I will be delighted if Harvey improves to the point he can live with me here and start enjoying the new lifestyle. If it can’t happen, we will make the best of it that we can.

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  1. Ah, yes. A tiny kitchen. Not too different than our RV used to be though and we lived in it for 11 years! Ha!
    I wondered about that couch. Glad you ordered a new one. That will be lovely.
    Yes, I know your thoughts are not far from Harvey. Bless him. Bless you both!

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    • Your kindness is much appreciated. All the changes are being made with Harvey in mind, just in case. I truly appreciate your written and your support.

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      • And this brings a tear and smile to my face too, dear friend! It’s amazing how close we can feel to another human being without ever meeting. Thanks to art and an open heart.

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        • This happened to me once before, with a wonderful artist who joined my website, Creative Artworks, back in the day.
          Now, with my gift of a second chance at life, I also found a second friend. AND the friendship from my first life remains strong. How lucky can one lady be? ❤️

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    • Well, I look at this frog wood-burning art you made everyday when I go outside on our enclosed porch, and I look at your painting and owl wood-burned plaque when I sit in my sauna tent each night. How could I not think of you, Linda! You have brought much joy to my life. You deserve all the blessings and happiness life has to give!

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      • You brought tears to my eyes, Sheila. I am SO glad you have pieces that make you smile. That means everything to me.
        As soon as things tame down a bit, I’m going to TRY to reproduce some cute, “simple” “learn to draw” images on Pinterest and YouTube videos. I have a fat sketch pad, pencils, colored pencils, and an eraser. I even have a tiny fridge door I can put one of them on (when I get some magnets) if any of them turn out okay😉
        I already feel blessed, having been given another chance at life. I don’t want to waste a minute.
        Thanks so much for writing, good friend.

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    • Ah, perhaps it is the artists way? We tend to look at life from a higher perspective?
      That’s wonderful, Linda!
      My Richard is an artist too, lucky to have had a career in doing what he loves.

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      • That’s wonderful, Sheila. Harvey and I never dreamed we would create yard critters and mailbox decorations together, but it has been a wonderful part of our lives.
        Not sure, in our case, that we look at things from a higher perspective, but certainly from a different one 🤣

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  2. dharr45's avatar dharr45

    As usual, you accept what is, then form a plan and move on to implement it, and, I might add, with cheerfulness! Your attitude is admirable.

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  3. Does Harvey like any particular music? Maybe hearing something might trigger his memories?

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    • I am not sure a Thai nursing home will appreciate Heavy Metal, but we will see if we can arrange something simple with ear buds that he can listen to with a lot of his favorites. Great suggestion, Christine! 🤗

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  4. Music is supposed to reach the mind at a different level. It’s helped people who have dementia. Or are in Comas, It might help?

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    • I have always thought music is therapeutic, noting when you hear an oldie but goodie, it takes you back to when you first heard it – the years falling off and a smile appearing on your face. We will certainly try to arrange this for him. 🙂

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  5. rajkkhoja's avatar rajkkhoja

    Ohh. So good looking your New tiny kitchen. I Like. Nice arrangements. I happy you ordered a new One. Very well you start to Gym & got two pairs of exercise shorts and tees. I hope your husband is very well improving all activities. Thanks God. God blessing 🙏.

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