I Have Not Forgotten

Work is going OK and moving is doing quite well as well. It is amazing how much stuff accumulates when you have lived in the same place since November of 88 and you don't own a pick-up to move it with. The bulk of moving is done and I just have just a few small things plus all my big things to move for which a pickup will be available to me. I plan to move the last of my things next week and then do a final clean-up of the old place. And I have internet access again - - - obviously.

I have found several things I had forgotten about including some paintings I have done and forgotten (so-so at best), my first novel, Green Paradise, which I wrote twenty years ago and is an embarrassing mess, and certainly not publishable. I may rewrite it as the core idea is good, but my writing was sloppy and silly. It's about life in America after sixty years of rule by radical environmentalists/leftists.

Dad is still hanging in there and seems to be in good spirits, though life is certainly hard when you are tough and independent at heart and have to live as an invalid. Mom was also in the hospital for a few days with an infection that is now treated. While Mom was in the hospital Dad was kept at a Hospice center for 5 days so that he could get the care he needed (and my brother who lives just a few blocks from them could get some sleep.)

As if that wasn't bad enough -- Penny, their Lhasa Apso has kidney stones (she is supposed to weigh about 12 pounds and is over 20 pounds, so the poor thing has to go on a diet as well,) She's like a daughter to them and keeps a close eye on Dad at all times. One thing after another.


Update: The date on the picture is wrong. Penny is only 3 years old. I have also had internet access for a few days now, but no time.