This is going to have to be fast. After an entire week of being awake until well past midnight crocheting that scarf, I have hit a wall. My brain is sort of buzzing and I'm having quick microsleeps at moments when I really shouldn't. I still have a lot to do over the next two days, so it's already past my bedtime.
This was a HUGE day. I started off driving up to Fort Collins to participate in the quarterly volunteer project. We collected a whole bunch of clothes and personal care items for children from birth to teen years, and we sorted and cataloged what we had to donate to Homeless Gear. Our managing broker filled his big truck with the donations, and he took them to the Murphy Center for us. Although today was sorting day, donations are still trickling in. If you have any interest in providing new or very gently used warm clothes, shoes, or coats for children ages zero to sixteen years old, or diapers or toiletries for babies and toddlers, please get in contact with me.
I got caught up with my rheumatologist this afternoon, and when I told her it has been a busy quarter, I don't think she believed me, until I was describing my third of four other specialists I saw since last summer. The visit went well, and I have no major changes coming from that. The stability is nice. The good relationship with my doctors is even better.
The Rotary costume party was tonight, and although my scarf wasn't completely done, it was close enough for a whole bunch of people who didn't know who Osgood was anyway. One woman said, "Um, I think it has to do with Dr Who?" when she saw the scarf, and the son-in-law of the host knew the reference, although he couldn't come up with the character name. I will keep on it until it's done, and wear it again, possibly as soon as Saturday on Pearl Street.
And the biggest event of a really big day is that Harvey is here! I have no photos yet. We waited until very late for the gang to arrive, and when they did, it was in a carrier that held kittens about six hours too long. I still smell kitten poo, after hugging the babies when they got here. (There are three of them in my house, for the time being. Two will go to their forever homes over the weekend, and Harvey stays here.) Photos will come when I can make my hands function again.
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