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jjraak said:
:nailbiting:Ah, yes....the getting older and wiser is tiring on some days .

Where oh where is that inner 21 year old I suspect we all still feel at times....obv before putting a foot on the bedroom floor each morning and making that first, old person sound each movement...(When does that officially start, I seem to have doing it forever . :hilarious: )

Again, a jolly good bit of artwork

Yes, I know it's a drop of this, a drip of that, to you arty types, but I'm always impressed how what seems 'so little' can come anywhere near to representing such detailed or delicate paintings.

Nice one
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Thank you @jjraak. I am always quite amazed these days that all seems to go quite well in the mornings until I try and put my socks on :nailbiting:
 
Good morning everyone on a wonderfully cool start to our weekly bin day here in the dark and dangerous north.
5.3 this a.m.
It was a day for rejoicing yesterday but only a small rejoice - a slight murmur on the lower end of the scale of rejoicing as I received notice that my War Pension has been increased by a staggering 1.7%. And, icing on the cake, followed by the excitingly rousing announcement that “this is consistent with the disability rates paid by the DWP”. Thats like some organisation saying, “we are committed to … blah, blah” when they have been found seriously wanting and not only don’t want to talk about it but probably won’t do anything about it either. Still, 1.7 is better than 1.5 or 0.8 or even -1.7 and it’s a not included in taxable income. Ever so humble Mr Copperfield.
Art bit - Ink doing some chromatographic bleeding on wet paper.
I hope that your day contains at least 1.7% of joy :). With all this talk of sorting out and discarding things no longer needed I am mindful of the words of Seneca, on the brevity of life, basically, who want’s to be the person who can never let go. Koffy though - a good, strong, freshly made pot of koffy - well, that’s on par with bacon. Surely?
 

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dunelm said:
who want’s to be the person who can never let go
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I don't want to be that person - but I am, unfortunately. They are reminders of times gone, and people now long gone. I see my old, uncomfortable wing armchair, remember the story told about it and think about old aunt Jean and aunt Sally. I see my mother's blue glass (c 1939), admire it as usual and think of my mother serving party food on it. And so on. Without those items, I would still have those memories tucked away, but they wouldn't be brought back to mind so often.

BG 9.5 at 05.20 today. Up into the 10's as I started moving around. Just had insulin and breakfast so we'll see how that goes. At least one thing is going the right way - I finally plucked up courage to weigh myself this morning, expecting to be around the 110 kg mark but I was just over 103 kg. Of course that might be due to the recent bouts of gut trouble.

Leg day today. The Scenic had to go into the garage for work on its suspension early this morning so Neil has borrowed Alistair's car to get me to the Health Centre. It's some kind of Dacia but I don't know how big the boot is and how my wheelchair will fit in. Maybe Neil can just tow me along behind it.
 
dunelm said:
Good morning everyone on a wonderfully cool start to our weekly bin day here in the dark and dangerous north.
5.3 this a.m.
It was a day for rejoicing yesterday but only a small rejoice - a slight murmur on the lower end of the scale of rejoicing as I received notice that my War Pension has been increased by a staggering 1.7%. And, icing on the cake, followed by the excitingly rousing announcement that “this is consistent with the disability rates paid by the DWP”. Thats like some organisation saying, “we are committed to … blah, blah” when they have been found seriously wanting and not only don’t want to talk about it but probably won’t do anything about it either. Still, 1.7 is better than 1.5 or 0.8 or even -1.7 and it’s a not included in taxable income. Ever so humble Mr Copperfield.
Art bit - Ink doing some chromatographic bleeding on wet paper.
I hope that your day contains at least 1.7% of joy :). With all this talk of sorting out and discarding things no longer needed I am mindful of the words of Seneca, on the brevity of life, basically, who want’s to be the person who can never let go. Koffy though - a good, strong, freshly made pot of koffy - well, that’s on par with bacon. Surely?
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Love this painting @dunelm
I really do.....
 
Annb said:
I don't want to be that person - but I am, unfortunately. They are reminders of times gone, and people now long gone. I see my old, uncomfortable wing armchair, remember the story told about it and think about old aunt Jean and aunt Sally. I see my mother's blue glass (c 1939), admire it as usual and think of my mother serving party food on it. And so on. Without those items, I would still have those memories tucked away, but they wouldn't be brought back to mind so often.

BG 9.5 at 05.20 today. Up into the 10's as I started moving around. Just had insulin and breakfast so we'll see how that goes. At least one thing is going the right way - I finally plucked up courage to weigh myself this morning, expecting to be around the 110 kg mark but I was just over 103 kg. Of course that might be due to the recent bouts of gut trouble.

Leg day today. The Scenic had to go into the garage for work on its suspension early this morning so Neil has borrowed Alistair's car to get me to the Health Centre. It's some kind of Dacia but I don't know how big the boot is and how my wheelchair will fit in. Maybe Neil can just tow me along behind it.
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I have never had a massive clear out like this before.... @Annb

Even when I moved to this bungalow from a literally 13 roomed Edwardian mansion, it was a semi actually, but it was still massive, I did not have to have a clear out. The person who bought my house said that I could leave everything behind. Apart from taking personal items and putting them in the car to move, I did not have to sort or throw out anything. I have a tendency to leave things behind when I move., mentally and physically. And walk away from them.

But I'm actually having a massive humongous throw out sort out, et cetera, and it is something I have never ever done before in my life. I am probably one of those mad hoarders you watch on TV.

But I am in ruthless mode, and as soon as I've done this, this is the first day of the rest of my life on my terms. Memories are important, but I can retain them all in my head. I can see a little videos of each, and just because I have got rid of an item does not delete the memory or the video in my head.
 
Annb said:
I don't want to be that person - but I am, unfortunately. They are reminders of times gone, and people now long gone. I see my old, uncomfortable wing armchair, remember the story told about it and think about old aunt Jean and aunt Sally. I see my mother's blue glass (c 1939), admire it as usual and think of my mother serving party food on it. And so on. Without those items, I would still have those memories tucked away, but they wouldn't be brought back to mind so often.

BG 9.5 at 05.20 today. Up into the 10's as I started moving around. Just had insulin and breakfast so we'll see how that goes. At least one thing is going the right way - I finally plucked up courage to weigh myself this morning, expecting to be around the 110 kg mark but I was just over 103 kg. Of course that might be due to the recent bouts of gut trouble.

Leg day today. The Scenic had to go into the garage for work on its suspension early this morning so Neil has borrowed Alistair's car to get me to the Health Centre. It's some kind of Dacia but I don't know how big the boot is and how my wheelchair will fit in. Maybe Neil can just tow me along behind it.
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I'm also 'that' person.....the one who took all the stuff from my grandparent's house and my parents..........everything means something to me and my heart won't let me throw them away, but that means we have too much stuff
 
Not too good at the moment, a lot of issues to sort.
So many people and family helping.
So tired.
It's just another thing in my life that has come along. Just one thing after another.
Thanks for the best wishes and sentiment.
Best wishes.
 
Annb said:
I don't want to be that person - but I am, unfortunately. They are reminders of times gone, and people now long gone. I see my old, uncomfortable wing armchair, remember the story told about it and think about old aunt Jean and aunt Sally. I see my mother's blue glass (c 1939), admire it as usual and think of my mother serving party food on it. And so on. Without those items, I would still have those memories tucked away, but they wouldn't be brought back to mind so often.

BG 9.5 at 05.20 today. Up into the 10's as I started moving around. Just had insulin and breakfast so we'll see how that goes. At least one thing is going the right way - I finally plucked up courage to weigh myself this morning, expecting to be around the 110 kg mark but I was just over 103 kg. Of course that might be due to the recent bouts of gut trouble.

Leg day today. The Scenic had to go into the garage for work on its suspension early this morning so Neil has borrowed Alistair's car to get me to the Health Centre. It's some kind of Dacia but I don't know how big the boot is and how my wheelchair will fit in. Maybe Neil can just tow me along behind it.
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Would you believe it? Neil just contacted the garage and asked if the car was ready for collection (the job apparently would only take half a day) and was told that yes, it is. He asked just how much work had been done and was told that the mechanic had checked the sub-frame and found that there was nothing wrong with it! We did want that checked, as an extra to the main job but, obviously the mechanic, and the admin staff at the garage, thought that was the whole job. They haven't touched the suspension and they can't fit it in for another job for a week or so. Neil has gone to collect the car but it will have to be kept off the road until it gets another date. Can't even try to get a date until next week. Might risk taking it to town next Thursday for my leg appointment though. People just don't seem to have communication skills any more. There aren't any other garages that would work on this old vehicle though, so we are stuck with this one.
 
Fbg 6.7

Encaustic painting for my creative....

I did a series of these and I was trying to aim for fantasy castles... so this was one of my first up and down attempts with the tip of the iron...

Night night

I hope you can get a bit more sleep now the weather is cooler.... this bungalow is still rather too warm.... I wish the bungalow could do this in winter and not just in summer....

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gennepher said:
Fbg 6.7

Encaustic painting for my creative....

I did a series of these and I was trying to aim for fantasy castles... so this was one of my first up and down attempts with the tip of the iron...

Night night

I hope you can get a bit more sleep now the weather is cooler.... this bungalow is still rather too warm.... I wish the bungalow could do this in winter and not just in summer....

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These are so good. This one reminds me of caves. Wonderful colours and shapes
 
10.8 at 05.20 today. Not good and no idea why.
Cup of coffee and insulin.
12.8 at 07.00. Coffee shouldn't have done that.
More insulin.
Coffee.
11.8 at 08.45.
More insulin to cover breakfast.
09.00 Breakfast - chicken and veg spicy stew,
BG now 8.0. Falling fairly fast, so I'll need to keep an eye on it.
 
Good morning everyone from another wonderfully cool start to the here in the dark and dangerous north.
5.4 this a.m.

The force was strong within the Thursday displays on the Aldi Isle of Mystery yesterday. Weakening though as one wandered through the door and disappearing entirely when said isle came into view. Still, the wine bargains were good.

Yorkshire day today so a white rose to commemorate the King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry at the Battle of Minden and also the accomplishments of William Wilberforce.

Art bit - ink on wet paper and a spray of bleach.

Hope this month serves you well. Never mind the imperfections of the world, I will make the best of it - starting with more koffy.
 

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dunelm said:
Good morning everyone from another wonderfully cool start to the here in the dark and dangerous north.
5.4 this a.m.

The force was strong within the Thursday displays on the Aldi Isle of Mystery yesterday. Weakening though as one wandered through the door and disappearing entirely when said isle came into view. Still, the wine bargains were good.

Yorkshire day today so a white rose to commemorate the King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry at the Battle of Minden and also the accomplishments of William Wilberforce.

Art bit - ink on wet paper and a spray of bleach.

Hope this month serves you well. Never mind the imperfections of the world, I will make the best of it - starting with more koffy.
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Art bit looks rather like that battlefield.
 
11.3 mmol/l for me (x18 I think that's about 200 mg/dl)

Had to abandon plan to eat a slice of cooked beef shortly after waking as an experiment to see if it would stop my liver producing so much glucose, as I woke with a dodgy tummy.

Supermarket delivery this evening so delightful treats in store once my gut feels better. In the meantime I'm enjoying the cooler weather - there's an actual breeze today!
 
5.5 this morning.
Another winding down day.
Did some updating of lesson plans but not much else. I

Apart from the early morning dog walk. Was really pleased I wore my waterproof coat. Mr K wasn't so sensible and got rather wet. Bonnie didn't like getting wet either.
 
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