Happiness is an Understanding Community

First, huge apologies for screwing up the posts this week. I have no excuses.
Second, thank you for being so understanding about that and not yelling at me for being a lousy hostess. You are good, good people.

Okay now, what made you happy this week?

114 thoughts on “Happiness is an Understanding Community

  1. I think we were all worried that something had happened to you. So my happy this week is that nothing happened to you 😀

  2. Exactly. You have just moved states and you are writing, editing, choosing covers. Very busy, you are, Jenny. We worry.

    My happy is being home in my own bed. Lovely to be away but the bed on the ship, hard on the hips. Happy to say we travelled with carry on only. If I can do it…and only four pairs of shoes… One pair broke. Down to three. Bloody expensive they were even on sale. I should have listened to my instincts. Packed a lot of Eileen Fisher, old and new. Linen shirts and even one pair of shorts. I will never see the fellow passengers again. My cousins don’t care I exposed my limbs. H is a big Tommy Bahama fan, stuff rolled up well and only two pairs of shoes. He is pretty minimalist. Comfort first.

    It was his idea to “carry on” only. Up for the challenge. Cousins scoffed, scoffed “those are toy suitcases.” We walked off the planes every time, no waits. Really freeing.

    Yesterday went to Joanne’s across the line. Vogue patterns on sale for $5.99 each. Unheard of in Canada. $33.00 each or half price with fabric. I have a lot of fabrics. I bought five. Happy. Bought a skirt pattern to make a pink faux leather skirt for granddaughter, matching the jacket I made.

    Sister was hospitalized with sepsis and then caught staph while I was away. Many texts across the oceans. She is almost ready to go home. She is my favourite sister. Just sat with her, holding her hand and prayed. My niece is the best daughter, she is a trooper for her mom. So I’m very happy on the west coast. We have more time together. The best happiness.

      1. Yes, expensive brand but have used since I started sewing. Still have my favs from many years ago. The g-daughters may want something made. Thanks you for your love.

    1. Sepsis is really scary! I am very happy that your sister will be home soon. I am sending good vibes for a quick recovery.

    2. I’m so glad your sister is okay. Infections are so scary. My beloved long-time doctor died of one while I was away at the wedding. Happiness is your good news, for sure.

      1. Thank you for your kind wishes and thoughts. Very much appreciated. We need more time with her, she is a darling.

        So sorry your beloved doctor died of one, Deborah. Life is not easy or fair.

  3. What’s made me happy this week is that I might – just might – have found my dream house. It’s in a town I barely know, it would involve moving jobs (which may not be a bad thing given the stress I put myself under on a near-daily basis), and it’s smaller than I’d anticipated.

    But, it’s beautiful, I could have a cat, the town it’s in seems amazing and I can see myself being happy there.

    It’s the first property I’ve seen that felt like it could be my home, which is a lovely feeling. I haven’t even put an offer in yet, but just the thought of a partly-new life is making me happy.

  4. I think we were all worried that something had happened to you. One of my happies this week is that nothing happened to you.

    My diet is back on track this week. Looking at 37 weeks of dieting, only 7 other weeks met most goals. of the remaining 30 weeks, 11 exceeded limits enough to result in gains rather than losses. Sodium is limited to 1500 mg. I average 3000 mg. Meh.

    I just ate eggs scrambled with jalapeños, onion, Black Forest ham, and baby Swiss cheese on zero-carb tortilla wraps. Home-grown jalapeños. Happy.

    I ran my new Shark-Vac over the Owner’s Suite Floor. Happy.

    I ran the Shop-Vac over the garden room floor and horizontal surfaces. Happy.

    I spent the entire week in house-robe and boxers. Very happy.

    1. Gary, one approach does not suit everyone, but a plan that you met only in 18 of 37 weeks sounds like it may be too stringent. One approach does not suit everyone, but in my case a dietician and I established that slow and steady worked better than the more ambitious dieting I had been trying. I could still benefit from losing more, but I’m at least holding the line over several years and fitting into more of my older clothes. A better pattern of exercise would help me too—real soon now, after I kick the fall virus I seem to have picked up.

      1. I’ve actually considered restarting the Atkins Diet. Followed correctly, it generally produces 10 – 20 pounds weight loss the first month. I know Atkins won’t work for me long term, but that first month…

        Anyway, the biggest hit to the diet was breaking six ribs and later spraining or getting a hairline fracture in my left foot. My exercise level went from sedentary to sedimentary. Before the accident, I used to drive to a store and walk all around in air-conditioned comfort. Since then it’s all I can do to walk all around the basement.

        I’ve been dieting off and on since 1979. That was the year I went from 222 to 145 in six months on a high protein low carb diet. Essentially, I did Atkins before Atkins did. A London broil for supper and another one for dessert. I forced myself to eat a can of peanuts (60 grams of carbs) every day. It worked, though I spent the next 20 years gaining it all back, and after that adding to it.

        Don’t worry about my diet – I’m just whining about it. If I wasn’t tracking every. single. calorie., there’d be little to whine about. [Every calorie. Every gram of carbohydrates. Every milligram of sodium.]

        1. Gary, Ouch! My sympathies on those injuries, both in themselves and for the effect on exercise.

      1. The cooking thing – sometimes I just throw up my hands. I confess that my freezer contains [stops to count] 13 Healthy Choice Frozen Dinners, down from 25. The dry shelf has 5 dinners, no refrigeration required. Needless to say, prepared dinners are loaded with sodium.

        My canned goods are mostly “No Salt Added,” which doesn’t mean sodium-free, but does mean lower than usual. The Healthy Choice soups raise that total, though. That’s why I take a can of HC Chicken with Rice, add a can of Wild Planet canned chicken/no salt added and a pouch of Ben’s Brown Rice (0mg sodium/360 calories) Extra protein, extra bulk without excess sodium overall.

  5. This may be a weird thing to be happy about but…this is the last day of a three day memorial event for my friend who elected to use the MAID (Medical Assistance In Dying) last year. He put aside a large amount of money in his will so that friends could come from across the world to a resort (which the estate bought out for the weekend) near Algonquin Park which was his spiritual home. There were about 45 of us. We told stories about him, viewed his pictures and beloved objects picked up in his many world travels, read the eulogy that he had written, laughed around a bonfire with s’mores and scattered his ashes in the park. An emotional and beautiful weekend. Today we head home. So happy that we celebrated him in the way he wanted.

    1. It is always good to make an effort to remember the happy things. Otherwise it is too easy to let the sad overwhelm us. I’m glad you could do that!

    2. I think it was very smart to wait a bit for the celebration. When my close friend died unexpectedly at 42, I was too much of a zombie at the funeral to think of much of anything.

  6. I’m also happy you are ok.

    My personal happy is that I survived a layoff that came down at my company, though sad for the 2000 people who were affected. Two close co workers are gone. Hoping its the last, but certainly going to start updating my resume.

  7. My happy was spending a lot of time at home. I worked a bit on cleaning/organizing so that I feel better about being there, and that is working gangbusters. I’m also having an anticipatory happy because I sent a quilt to my aunt, and I know she will be happy when she gets it – which will make me happy too.

  8. We don’t care about the posts, it’s just that your consistency has spoiled us. And the last few years have taught our brains to expect the worst. I have charged my husband with posting here in case anything happens to me. At least that way you will all know why I have disappeared.

    My happy this week is vacation. We are, as I type waiting for the Ithaca book sale to open. Brunch at the farmers market to follow.

  9. I’m happy that I’ve dealt with the three most immediate and stressful chores on my long list, and now have the chance to slack off a bit. Bearing in mind, of course, that too much slacking will lead into problems again!

    On a more trivial level, I’m also happy that I belatedly found on YouTube the “We Don’t Talk About Pluto” filk, in three versions with differing lyrics that I like. (For the useful if possibly unfamiliar word filk, see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Filk_music?wprov=sfla1 )

    1. Ohhhh, I miss filking so much. I’m not much of a singer, but loved going Bayfilk and ConChord. There were some really good musicians in the local Star Trek club; a lot of us got hooked helping with lyrics, and gathering at the local sf cons.

  10. Some people are annoying, others have a forever “pass” on missed posts and such. As long as you are ok, I don’t think we really expect anyone here to know what day it is. Or our passwords, either.

    I am happy that the symposium my sister organizes went well, despite presenters having to be zoomed at the last minute due to health, family, visa, etc. All who could be there in person loved it and the recorded presentations will be available later for those who couldn’t attend. And the Canadian side of Niagara Falls are amazing. And the food was even good. Now home with my bed, my shower, my cats, my husband (not in order of importance).
    Just crossing fingers that board meeting that starts in 29 minutes goes well and fast and that the minutes are simple.

  11. No apologies necessary, Jenny. You’re coping with a lot and I think it is amazing you post as regularly as you do.

    My happiness this week is all a little “look on the bright side despite everything” instead of actual happiness, but it will have to do. It has been that kind of week.

    I came down with a miserable cold the day after my return from my niece’s wedding, and after three years of masking, my immune system doesn’t seem to be fighting it off as well as usual. But it isn’t Covid, despite the close quarters and many people, so I’m happy it is just a cold. (3 home tests, and 1 rapid test at the clinic yesterday, just to be sure.) Bizarrely, no one else in my family got sick–despite me being almost the only one to mask on the plane or anywhere else. My friend the PA I saw at the clinic blamed it on Red State germs. LOL

    While I was away, my much-loved and irreplaceable doctor died suddenly of an infection. He was both my cardiologist (since 1986, when I was 26) and my primary (for about 15 years, when he shifted to practicing general medicine too), and one of the few doctors I’ve met who actually listened, and understood about my many chronic invisible illnesses like fibro. Now I need to find two new doctors in a town with a severe doctor shortage, and pray for someone who won’t just poo-poo me.

    My happiness is that he remained in practice until he was 79, and literally worked until the end of the last day when he went into the hospital. I know that’s what he wanted. And I was able to (masking, because of the cold) go to his visiting hours and tell his family what his care had meant to me. And after dozens of phone calls resulting in “the doctor isn’t taking new patients at this time,” I was able to get in next week with someone that my friend the PA says is really good. Fingers crossed I like him, and he doesn’t think I’m crazy or exaggerating. All the good vibes appreciated.

    1. Good luck with the new doc, Deborah! When I couldn’t find a conventional doctor who could help with my migraines I went to a functional medicine doctor who is really helping. Don’t give up. And consider a functional medicine doctor. They don’t treat symptoms – they look for the cause and treat that.

      1. I too use my functional medicine doctor as kind of my primary. I still have a PA with a clinic, and call them my primary because of insurance reasons, but my FM doctor is the one who does all the blood tests and who found/diagnosed an issue with my thyroid and put me on the path to getting over that.

      2. I just did a search and found several functional medicine doctors near me. (I am in the DC/MD/VA area, so that is probably why I got a selection 😁.) I had not heard of this before, but am very excited to try. I have chronic migraine and chronic depression, neither of which have responded well to more traditional approaches. Thanks so much for the idea!

    2. I’m jealous of your ability to get a new primary assigned so quickly! I need to change because my primary is leaving the practice in two weeks, and apparently the people who do the paperwork are overwhelmed and not returning calls to the voicemail t# hat patients are given, and there’s no alternate way to talk to anyone (email or even a live person to complain to). I don’t need an appointment, just the paperwork that confirms that I have a primary, so my insurance company doesn’t freak out.

      1. It was something of a miracle, Gin, and only after MANY calls that mostly resulted in no’s. The closest I’d gotten to a doctor before finding this guy was an appointment with a resident. At the end of December. I’m supposed to get B12 shots every month (or I get horrible heart palpitations, worse than my regular ones) and I have a prescription that can only be renewed one month at a time, so without a doctor, I’m screwed. I think the only reason I got in to this guy as soon as I did is that he recently opened his own practice, and actually has space for new patients. Fingers crossed I actually like him, because if I don’t, my options are very limited.

  12. A lot of happy things this week! Both my kids went to parties of university friends Friday night and enjoyed socializing. I was awakened by my phone’s text click as my daughter sent me pics of partiers outside under dramatic northern lights. I stepped out my patio doors and yep, there they were.
    I am happy to still see some fall foliage here in the north- snow predicted for tomorrow!
    I had an enjoyable cheese fondue evening with my bf last night. I have some new art supplies. There is still a bit of baseball left to watch. I go to an aunt’s bday gathering tonight.
    Gotta enjoy the small homey things when the world is so troubled.

  13. My happy this week was that my piece on my first car — and orange & white 1972 Pinto — went over really well with my writing group. I’m learning a lot about writing, and I love hearing the pieces that others have written.

    Also, (1) I survived a fall that hurt my knee that’s already weak from arthritis — no bones broken! (2) loved a quickly planned dinner out with 3 friends, (3) cleaned my office and prepped it so my sister-in-law could stay overnight, (4) am taking care of sister-in-law’s dog for the next week, and (5) enjoyed a surprise 40th-anniversary party for my husband’s brother and his wife last night. I now have to work hard to lose weight, but I can do it — the partying is over for now.

  14. I’m happy I put in my notice at my toxic job. I’m terrified because I don’t have anything lined up but things were getting really dark and soul crushing, so it’s for the best. I haven’t felt like myself in so long, I’m looking forward to getting back to things I love and rebuilding my self worth.

    Any tips for for self care, figuring out a new career path, learning new things, keeping yourself busy while unemployed, feel good movies/shows (tbr pile already overflows but hey, keep ‘em coming) recipes for soup and warm beverages, etc. gladly welcome!

    1. askamanager advice column for all work related questions. Such excellent advice and the comments tend to be helpful too. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen most of your questions there. Plus so many really odd ball ones that may well make you feel better about your old place. (A little, not enough for self doubt)
      Congratulations for taking yourself out of an unsuitable place, making room for something great to find you.

      1. Second ask a manager and also “what color is your parachute”. For temporary income and also a taste of different jobs see if you can get on the rolls of a temp agency .
        I have no idea what your current field you are in but you might also want to use some of the great online skills building courses, many of which are free.

    2. I’m struggling with this right now too. Can’t leave yet, but trying to manage my burn out.

      Have you heard of the book, The Artists Way? It was recommended here and one of the things that it suggests is morning pages, journaling in a stream of consciousness fashion. I don’t do it every morning, but it helps when I get low.

      1. Yes!! It is on my list and I picked up the workbook, too. I am really looking forward to it and building some structure into my day. I’ve been doing a daily illustration prompt on Instagram called Peachtober, for the month and I’ve really enjoyed tapping back into my creative site.

        Wishing you the best in managing your burnout, Lupe, and I hope the time to leave comes soon. You are worth it!

    3. What Color Is Your Parachute. That book saved my life by making realize how skewed my priorities were. It’s been revised several times since I read it, but it had a huge impact and helped me leave one career for another.

    4. Hugs, Blythe. And good for you for doing what you needed to do for yourself. I’m a fan of hot chocolate, but a good hot toddy in the evening can also be comforting 🙂

      For self-care, maybe yoga or Tai Chi?

      1. Also mulled hot cider —it tastes great and has this fabulous smell.

        It might be fun to try mulled wine.

  15. There is an excellent Greek restaurant only 5 minutes from home. I am happy that I finally got all three of us there at the same time. Impulsive reservation at 5 for 6pm on a Friday night. Major storm in the area but it’s a 5 minute _walk_ so it worked out for us. And they loved it. It is either favourite or second favourite restaurant in Edinburgh for all of us. We had such fun.
    And I’m having a personal surge of get-stuff-done even in the face of insomnia last night.
    Oh, and I played my new game enough to find I like it. Insomnia lead to gaming, I swear not the other way round.
    Terra Nil is beautiful and I so much like the world building (repairing) that leads to forest and meadows instead of farms or cities

  16. I went to Maker Faire and some good shows, so I had a good time doing that. My friends are very nice.

    That said, I have extremely bad news to report on happiness day. I got suspended from work because I cannot stop being a fuckup and a failure there. (My supervisor wrote the word “fail” over and over again about every fuckup I’ve had for months, then said, “you’re not a failure!” which, um, you literally wrote that down. But I’ve known I’m a failure here for over ten years now.) That, according to my shitty union, means I’m guaranteed to get fired now that I’m THAT BAD. I cannot stop being a fuckup and a failure, I cannot stop making mistakes, they penalize me for my mistakes and also if I don’t try to do things I constantly make mistakes at.

    They basically said my only hope is to get diagnosed with a disability (though frankly even then I bet I still get fired) so I have an excuse for my permanent stupidity. I may also try to go on medical leave to stretch out my firing. So I now have Fun Medical Appointments lined up that I dread in which I have to prove that I am a basketcase and a drug seeker. I do not want A Diagnosis on my permanent record of life, I do not want to go on medication because it scares the shit out of me and nobody seems to know if it’ll work or not or what it’ll do to you, I am aware that getting a disability diagnosis is a long shot at best and I am going to have to spend a lot of time and money arguing for something I don’t even want on my permanent record of life. But at this point, I am forced to, because I’ll never get a job again because I’m a fuckup who can’t work and can’t stop being a failure at work.

    1. Ugh! My sympathies! I have no relevant experience or knowledge, beyond suggesting that you keep in touch with your friends and try to find some expert advice that will speak to you. Perhaps it’s a bad matchup between job and your talents. I hope wiser heads than mine can help.

    2. I am so sorry. This sounds really stressful.

      I will say this : my daughter got a disability diagnosis when she was 8 and it was a huge relief to her for a couple of reasons—it showed her she is NOT stupid, (the testing results confirmed she is very intelligent and in fact had been using her intelligence to compensate for her disabilities); she learned she has some specific challenges to work around; once we knew what they were we could adopt work arounds, some of which were really easy (things like getting homework on white or pink paper not blue or gray).

      Testing and getting her a diagnosis set her up for success—-and she was absolutely failing in school until then.

      She still has the disabilities and some she did have to work hard to overcome but with proper supports she could overcome them. In her case, also, it was without drugs.

      For example she has very poor visual organization. So she can’t spell. However she has become really good at using spell check. I thought she had learned to spell until I read some emails she was sending her math teacher in high school and discovered she hasn’t. But I just had to show her how to turn on spell check in email.

      What you will learn from testing is both what your weaknesses are and what your strengths are. Then you can look for a job that uses those strengths and also learn what tools will help you compensate for your weaknesses.

      Email me off list at dlsteinhome@gmail.com if you have questions.

      1. I think you are either in the wrong job or you truly do have a problem that could be diagnosed by disability testing. I don’t believe you’re a failure and fuck up.
        And the fact that the supervisor could tell you that you are sounds more like there’s something wrong with the supervisor.
        Sounds like a great idea to email Debbie off-line. And I hope you find your perfect solution. And when you do, you will realize you never were a fuck up or a failure.

      2. I will also suggest something I did with our adult foster daughter if you end up looking for a new job:
        Take the job postings that interest you and print and look at at the actual job descriptions with three markers (green, yellow, red). On each description mark in green what you can do right now without help, yellow what you can do with help, and red what you can’t do.
        That helped her find a job she was really successful at after being fired from two jobs -and she has continued to be successful since then.

        I dare you to tell us three things you can do well besides handicrafts which we already know. Not jobs, just skills like laundry or mowing or alphabetizing or cooking.

    3. You are not stupid. It sounds like there’s a serious mismatch between your strengths and your job’s demands. I really hope you can find someone to help you through this, and into work that you enjoy.

    4. You are NOT stupid. You are NOT a fuckup or a failure. It’s not your fault; it’s the job. Don’t give up. Keep trying until you get answers. Once you know why your job is a poor match for you, a whole new and wonderful life will open up for you.

    5. Get a diagnose for ADHD. Which is what my therapist told me when I explained that I hadn’t finished a book in ten years. By the time she told me that, she had a good grasp of my personality and told me I needed to get myself to psychiatrist and get meds, which evidently would help me not fuck up.

      Also good luck. You probably just haven’t found the work that suits you yet. This is a great opportunity! Yeah, I know, now is not the time for cheerleading, but really, it probably is.

      1. I wasn’t diagnosed with ADD until I was 50. I didn’t really want to admit it. Meds can help.

    6. It sounds like 1) your boss is a poor manager and 2) job is poor match to your skills and competencies. Any decent manager would recognize that you are struggling and help you acquire the necessary training to do your job or help you find a job that is a better fit. Some good suggestions here in terms of avenues to explore. Good luck.

    7. I call bullshit. First of all, if you’ve been at the job for ten years, you must have been doing something right. I got fired from a couple of jobs when I was younger, all at about the 6-month mark. No one is kept at a job for ten years if they are a complete failure unless they are related to the boss.

      Also, it sounds like a serious toxic environment, and definitely not the right job for you. I predict you’re going to eventually look back at this moment as a gift. (And I’m a psychic, so you can believe me.)

      There are worse things that a disability diagnosis. Like trying to pretend you’re okay when you’re not okay, then ending up feeling like a failure. So many hugs, and good luck in finding your way to a happier place.

      1. I second what Deborah said!

        If you do decide to pursue a disability claim, get a lawyer early on that specializes in the area. They only get paid if you succeed, and they are a huge help on a very difficult path.

        1. Jennifer I think Jennifer D means if you apply for social security disability benefits. A disability diagnosis to get you work accommodations wouldn’t necessarily require this .

          1. That’s true, but if you do apply for SSDI, having a disability lawyer proof your application is invaluable. When I applied I was told that 75 percent of applications were denied on the first review and that I should count on having to go through several rounds of applications. But my therapist worked with a lawyer on his portion of the application and it was approved on the first try.

    8. You are always in control of a diagnosis. You are always in control of how you treat it.
      Just because a doctor says something doesn’t mean that you have to agree. It doesn’t mean that you have to believe them. It doesn’t mean that you have to follow what they prescribe.

      You are a functional adult and you can refuse treatment, get another opinion and keep a diagnosis to yourself. You don’t have to tell anyone if you are afraid of being treated differently.

      But a valid diagnosis can help you make decisions. Whether you decide you want to be treated by traditional medicine or something more holistic, there will be resources for you to research and options for you to try. Choices are the best.

  17. Glad to hear that you’re ok.

    My happy this week was dancing around the farm beds with my boss, listening to Harry Belafonte songs. It was a chilly and dull day but we laughed and kept ourselves warm as we cut back flowers and weeded the beds.

    Today was the last day of the season at the historical garden where I volunteer. The garden may be closed next year for repairs to the external stone wall, so it was a bit bittersweet. There were still flowers blooming due to our mild fall.

    DH and I are packing up our kitchen for our reno that starts tomorrow. It will be a mess for 4-6 weeks but it will be great once it’s done. I’m looking forward to making sourdough bread on the new quartz countertop.

  18. I want to add another happy which is ALL OF YOU. I just saw the book-recs and cheers you gave me in the GBT-post and I am not crying, I just got something in my eye. Both eyes at the same time. Again. You lovely lovely people.
    Special thanks to Aunt Snack for the timed hugs. I’ll carry them with me everywhere.

    Happiness is people who care. ❤️

    1. The timed hugs are brilliant. Here are some from me <3 <3 <3 .

      And you know we will all have more comfort read ideas any time you need them!

  19. I am enjoying watching a YouTube vlog I discovered totally by accident by Hannah Lee Duggan. She lived out of her renovated van while exploring several places, then bought sone land with a couple of cabins on it. Many of her vlog posts are about fixing up one of the cabins with sone breaks in between for more exploring in her van. I am still 2 years behind but am enjoying the posts.

    For this weekend I am also watching the Skate America competition; my favorite has become the ice dancing rather than the women’s, although I do like all the rest of it.

    1. I’m happy DH is back from his travels —he was gone from Sept 11 through October 20 except for five days.

      I’m not happy about needing gum surgery or the pain I’m feeling but I am happy that I finally got it scheduled and I’m very grateful for the good friends who took me and picked me up and took care of me until the anaesthesia was out of my system (see DH was traveling, above).

      I’m not happy that I look like I have the plague but I’m very grateful I can use a cream to get rid of my many precancerous spots on my face.

  20. Best things this week have been phone calls with friends, plus an exhibition opening yesterday, where I caught up with the artists’ group I belong to.

      1. Thank you for your, as always, wonderful pictures. They are a delightful treat for all armchair travelers.

  21. Jenny, you are not a lousy hostess. You are a busy and overworked hostess. There is a difference.

    My happy this week is that my functional medicine doc found evidence of mold exposure in the tests we did. Not sure how I missed noticing a serious mold problem but I did. So, I have answers. Hurray!! Once we fix the mold I’m fixable, too. More Hurray!!

    Of course, now I have to get rid of mold. That’s not so happy, but I can do it. Eventually, it will all be over.

  22. My happiness this week is knowing that you are OK Jennie. That my knee is healing. I got a cover for my republication maybe this time. Now onto the next part. My happiness is also been taking lots of naps. Tonight I have my grandchildren so that their parents could go see killers of the flower moon. I know we’re gonna have fun. Happy week to all of you.

  23. Just came back from seeing the concert film of Taylor Swift’s Eras Tour. I had such a good time, although my ear drums are a little blown out. There were all kinds of girls in the audience, singing along, and some dancing. Also some moms, and OK, me, for a few of them.

  24. Why is it so hard sometimes to make ourselves do things we know will make us happy? Quiltmaking is my happymaking, but I’ve found excuse after excuse not to do abt since sometime in the early spring — too tired, too much housework taking priority, too many deadlines for books, etc.

    But today I started a new quilt — for my great-nephew, now about five months old. Hoping to have it done in time for Christmas, so I can send it with another (already finished) quilt that’s a holiday design. All I got done today was pulling about 15 different prints I want to use, plus piecing two blocks to double-check the math before I cut the rest of the fabrics.

    You can see the first two (of 25) blocks here: https://www.instagram.com/p/CytxXkWv0cK/my

  25. Not a really happy week but not pulling my hair out in frustration yet.

    Got word that I can, after all, reapply for the election board. Now I have to finish the application. I still need to give my qualifications and skills for the job. I don’t think ‘Keeping a relatively straight face and my mouth shut while being screamed at by election deniers’ is something I can list. Even if it is true.

  26. Honestly, I don’t think not getting upset at someone for not doing a post on their own blog makes us good people, just not assholes!

    We did one of my favourite day hikes (or ‘tramps’ as we call them here). Needed the break from our election results, and way, and our neighbour’s recent referendum.

    So good.
    Pics at https://www.instagram.com/p/CyuOfcoyvEM/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

    (Ooh that’s an ugly link).

    Also randomly went to a hip-hop/ jazz big band collab, was surprisingly awesome. Who would have thought?!

    1. That is some glorious sky you’ve got there.

      “Tramp”: My father used to say “Let’s go for a tramp,” and I hadn’t thought of it not being a usual American usage, but now that you’ve said that, I can’t think of anyone else I know who ever used it.

      1. We were lucky with the weather, drove home (less than two hours) into cloud. Win! Felt like a holiday.

        Ha! I didn’t know ‘tramping/tramp’ for hiking wasn’t just a New Zealand term (assuming your dad isn’t kiwi, maybe he is!). I love English language variations.

        1. He was born in Kentucky, like me, but he served in the Pacific in WWII, sailing out of Brisbane, mostly, but I know they (the Coast Guard) delivered a lot of Australian soldiers to Pacific islands, and there may have been some NZ soldiers, too.

  27. My happy this week is that two of my foster cats — a pair of girls who’ve been up for adoption for a year (and living with me for *four* due to medical issues) — got an application! She is meeting them Tuesday, so please send good vibes to them!

    I needed some good news, as I’ve been losing my father slowly to dementia and he has now reached the final stage, so we will lose him soon.

    1. I am so sorry. I lost my father to dementia last year. I miss him terribly, but he wasn’t really my dad for a long time. I mourned him for a long time while he was still alive. In some ways it is a relief. Of course I still miss him. Remember him as he was before the terrible disease. Lots of hugs.

  28. Usually I am content but currently I am happy – because I took some PTO & when I get off Monday morning at 8am I don’t have to go back until Sat night @ 915. I love the feeling of being paid for not working lol.

    Also gearing up & eagerly anticipating NANOWRIMO which starts in 10 days!

    Jenny – it is part of the quirky charm we love you for – the fact that you sometimes get posts up late or early!

  29. I am also happy you’re okay! Honestly you released 3 books AND moved and are still working on the next release and not in a fetal ball. You go.

    And happy we have a couple of days of warning before the arctic wave hits us so there’s time to winterize all the things. Been running around moving potted plants into the greenhouse and draining hoses.

  30. My happy is that this weekend was Rhinebeck! The NY Sheep and Wool Festival. It was rainy, but it did clear up. I went with my grown daughter (also a knitter), and there are so many beautiful colors, so much yummy yarn and fiber to pat (and buy! I found some cashmere from goats grown by nuns in NY, which reminded my daughter of Dorothy Gilman’s Nun in the Closet). And there are animals to pat, from bunnies to sheep to a magnificent goat with two curls on each horn (we didn’t pat him), and wonderful fair food (who knew eggplant fries would be so good?), and lots of compliments on knitted garments, and lots of other knitters’ work to compliment. Really, it’s just a validation of the creative impulse, thousands of people having a good time with people who do the same kinds of things.

    1. Oh, I’ve heard of Rhinebeck but I’ve never gone. It sounds wonderful. Says the woman who only brought half of her yarn with her and is buried in the stuff.

      1. Buying yarn has nothing at all to do with needing it! I have a fair few books I haven’t read yet, but I’ll still buy more. The latent possibility is a pleasure in itself.

  31. Thank you for this site. I was so thrilled when an author I read responded to my comment. I have always felt like the nerd at the cool kids table. Thank you for giving me a safe place to eat my lunch.

    1. LOL. I think you’ll find that most of us are strangers to the Cool Kid’s Table. I personally see myself in a lot of black and Goth make-up being heavily invested in high school theater.

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