Weekend is Over

It's Sunday night and I really haven't done anything. The house is a wreck. I have papers all over the place. No motivation to clean it up.

I did go to Home Depot last night and get a small tool chest to try to organize my tools in the garage.

I feel very up in the air about the Social Security Disability and Medicare. I wish I had details now. I want to know what this is going to mean to me financially. I keep wondering if Medicare is going to be better for me. Surely it has to be. Just have to find a supplement plan that picks up the prescriptions. I am currently taking 14 different prescriptions. The right prescription plan will be critical.

The dogs have decided that the sofa belongs to them. They have been camping out on opposite ends for the past week or so. When it's cool, they curl up in tighter balls. So cute.

Mixed Emotions

I'm not sure why I am starting this blog. Perhaps to try to express my feelings.

I spent November 8 through November 15 at the PWCCA National Specialty at Callaway Gardens, GA. This is near where I spent 22 years of my life before I moved to West Palm Beach, FL in 1992. I had a great time and my corgi, Ringo, did very well in Obedience and Agility. My other corgi, Starr, didn't fair quite as well, but that was my fault.

When I got home on the 18th, I found out that the husband of a very dear internet friend had been killed in a farming accident. They had "retired" to Colorado and have an alpaca farm and also have angora rabbits and corgis. She spins and knits. It has been very hard to understand why this happened to them at this time, but death is so often hard to understand. My own parents "retired" to work on a farm of 1000 acres that they worked with 3 other partner families in Georgia. This friend and her husband were living out their dream on this farm and now his life has been cut short.

May God bless her and her son, Willie, and may she receive strength through God's love and ours.