I'm still dealing with the passing of my Gramma Cathy. She was a remarkable woman who had a huge impact on my life. I have many happy memories of spending summer days at her house in Lincoln, Vermont... the smell of her herb garden, the sounds of the brook as it rushed over the rocks of the little swimming hole, the taste of warm caraway chews. While her passing does not come as a shock, it's still one that I struggle with. I'm not as OK as I pretend to be.
Health wise, this has been a pretty good week - good days and bad days just like always, but the good days last a little longer and the bad days aren't are short as they were. At the same time, when I get tired, I seem to be even more tired than before. It gets harder to think and to concentrate. It's frustrating too, because I have things I want to do and I just... can't.
I know this is all hard on Juno. She's giving me so much and I can't thank her enough for all the support she gives me, every day. I know I ask too much of her and I'm trying not to. She's great.
Well, on the positive side, I'm taking advantage of those good days. I've gotten models painted and new models assembled. It's fun and relaxing. I'm also starting back up on playing The Sims for my Wyrd Girls story. Might have a new chapter for that soon-ish.
Onward...
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