Lazy Retirement Life

I'm so sorry to hear that at least two of my readers have lost pups in the last couple of days. In my world dogs are family and l have lost two dogs at age fourteen and one at a much younger age, as long term readers remember. It did get better and I did love other dogs but it was so very, very traumatic at the time. And for a long time after.

Yesterday I got my “big order" from Walmart (I’m ordering from Walmart and filling in with trips to Aldi or the butcher with few exceptions and it’s working well).  While  the cold stuff was all safely put in the the places they go, all the non-perishables (canned goods, crackers, oatmeal, self rising flour, steak sauce, rice) are still sitting on the counter. And probably will sit there till tomorrow. The steak sauce is for the slow cooker swedish meatballs by the way. Good steak does not get steak sauce.

The dishwasher was running when I went to bed. Not last night though, the night before. It’s still not emptied and dishes are sitting and soaking in the sink. It also will probably wait until tomorrow.

I cooked up a package of hamburgers last night just so I could just make a salad, cut up fruit and reheat the burgers this evening.  And I’m gonna put it all on one big plate to avoid a dish.

My living and dining room are basically fine (thanks to a basket for every project and every loose group of items) but I haven’t dusted or vacuumed in well over a week. And this morning I looked at the little corner chair that I use to dump my clothes in the evening that will be worn again (if not on this day than another), and practically had a heart attack.

On the other hand, except for today I’ve been pretty good about walking outside for half an hour (hello good weather) and doing chair aerobics for the other half.  I’ve cooked something in the big cooker every third night or so and put the leftovers in the freezer without ordering in.

 I’ve spent (and am still spending) energy figuring out how to make my studio a quilting/sewing/painting/weaving/all the other things space. I’ve made a valiant attempt to document all the little pieces of fabric and yarn and paper so that I can make things with them. I spent yesterday, I am ashamed to say, color mixing paint to come up with “succulent color” in the chart below with less than perfect success. Less than perfect may have to do.

Last but not least, I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time reading on my kindle, watching Reacher, Sweet Magnolias, the new season of the Canadian show The Wall, and exploring a European show called Follow the Money. As well as watching more than my share of Youtube videos of every coloration and type (Antonio Banderas dancing to Leonard Cohen, what’s not to love).

Retirement is what it is. The next three days are more of the current “same”.  Alice in Wonderland quilting, wall art painting projects, TV, Swedish meatballs, Art on the patio at the local brew pub, and the Super bowl.

Hopefully I’ll manage to get the dishwasher emptied and food put away tomorrow, and maybe I can vacuum between church and the football game!