The weeks news. Getting old isn’t for sissies, falling apart, and a new job.
It’s been a quiet week up here on the mountain, my little slice of heaven.
The lovely wife starts her new job soon, leaving me to my own devices while she’s gone for days at a time. This could be a bad thing, as I forget to eat when I get busy in a project or my writing and she may come home at some point to find me a shell of my former self. She will miss the children, but not the job as she has grown tired of the petty, small-town mindset here. I don’t blame her, I have been avoiding town as much as possible lately myself.
Winter, it seems, is making up for the lack of snow earlier in the season, and we are getting more now as I write. Though it helps when hauling in supplies, I am looking forward to spring now. At least, the lovely wife won’t have to traverse this road on a daily basis, saving fuel and repairs on the snowmobile.
I have settled into writing again, leaving for the time being Meanderings of a Muddled Mind, and picking up where I left off in Living Deliberately, continuing my account of my life up here. I have become hopelessly stalled in Meanderings, and don’t want to force it and wind up writing something I would regret later when it’s in print. So, for now, it will sit until I get an inspiration again.
My sciatic nerve in my left hip decided to act up again, the last time was years ago while I was still driving a rig. Why it chose now to strike, I do not know. I have been moving with the use of a cane the past couple of days, but now my right shoulder has chosen to separate at the same time, leaving me in a lot of pain. Using my right arm and a cane isn’t going to happen, and using my left arm just doesn’t feel right. I am reduced to moving from the couch only when nature calls and I have no other choice. The hip is becoming less painful with rest and, hopefully, with the recession of hip pain, the shoulder pain will also recede. I separated my shoulder as a boy, and during my active duty time in the Navy, it separated several times. The doctors told me then that surgery might help, but there that was no guarantee of improvement. Therefore, I opted not to have the operation. It hasn’t bothered me in many years, but chose to earlier this winter, likely from turning snowmobiles around so much. It has not really had a chance to heal since it started bothering me and had, initially, subsided only with resting my shoulder in a sling for a couple of days. The pain resurfaced now due to use of the cane for the last couple of days. This has left the lovely wife and my son doing my chores which is driving me crazy. Being unable to move, or get things done around here, is not fun for me. However, since there’s nothing I can do about it, I try not to pull my hair out with this enforced idleness.
Instead, I am planning what I will tackle this spring, as soon as I can drive our pickup into our yard once again. I have a few plans that shouldn’t take too much effort to complete before next winter. The most ambitious undertaking I have in mind is building another room off the east side of our cabin. We want a little more room here, a larger bedroom with a bigger bed and more room for the lovely wife’s crafts to be stored while she’s working on them. I don’t know if I will finish before next winter, or even start, but it’s in my plans. Time, money, and my failing health, will determine if I can get it done or not. Rain water storage is something I have been wanting to get set up for a couple of years now. It was planned for last spring but building my son’s cabin took priority. I’m also going to find newer, and bigger, snowmobiles. Ours is too old and not powerful enough to haul a dogsled, or even two people, up this mountain. I have blown two clutches, so far, this winter trying. Thus, better machines are near the top of my list.
Well, that’s all the news for the week. Bye for now.
