The Beginning of Things to Come

For a Sunday, I do have to admit that I have had a good day so far.  Because my IRIS employee is not going to be here tomorrow and Tuesday, July 2 and July 3, DKF came today with her husband to give me a bath and get my laundry done.  Instead of doing my laundry here at the building, we went to DKF’s favorite laundromat by Frostie Freeze.  I went with her and SF because I wanted SF will be having surgery tomorrow to repair/replace the aortic valve.  I am very nervous about it, but all I can do is pray for the surgery, surgeons, and the nurses who are in SF’s care as well as the patient.

With the month of July here now, I do know that this is going to be a very busy month with personal cares, medical appointments, getting my nails done on Friday, June 6, and the reason America is free and considered Independence Day on July 4, and July 3 is my birthday, and I will be 48 that day.  With June gone now, I can concentrate on a new month, but I do have to admit that today, tomorrow, Tuesday, and Wednesday sure does have some sadness and other mixed emotions to deal with. Today there is a funeral at the Seventh-day Adventist church in Beloit, Wisconsin because a longtime member who also played many roles in his life on earth has passed away the week before from cancer.  I will talk more about tomorrow in tomorrow’s entry, and I can tell you that celebrating my birthday will be sporadic this year

Today, for Sunday, I have AR coming at 3 PM to 8 PM. I have no major plans to go anywhere for the rest of the day. I do know that DKF wants me to have the futon vacuumed this coming week before she returns to work Wednesday July 4. I have no problem with doing that request because there may be a lot of cat fur that needs to be cleaned off. DKF is allergic to Bing’s dander. DKF does not blame Bing Crosby the cat at all. He is still love by her.

I am feeling that today is just one of those days with a mixture of feelings that need t be sorted out. I know I should be worrying and taking care of myself and not worry about others.  My nature is this one fact about me…I am a worrier…and that has never changed about me ever since I was a very young girl.  I have been called a worry wort and a worrier all of my childhood and adult life.  I guess I am a natural at a lot of things.