Simple Pleasures...

Watching a new NCIS and knitting with some gorgeous yarn I've owned for nearly 2 years and FINALLY decided what to do with it. I'm too lazy to use a pattern, so of course it's becoming a different project, but it'll still be a cowl, just one that buttons so I don't have to muss up my hair. It's a lovely Japanese yarn wool/silk blend. So warm but not too scratchy, made of all the colors that remind me of my beach town.

Also began a Moebus (single edged cowl sort of thing with a twist in it) for my littlest sister and her Midwestern winters, and a pair of socks to thank my friend who's helped me excavate my house with yarn I've thriftily saved for 3 years while I waited for it's project to announce itself (sometimes I do save things the correct way).

Last night hubby was roaming the house. Which means I was roaming the house. walk, thump, walk walk THUMP THUMP, shove, walk thump. uuuuugh. One of the problems stroke survivors face is disruption of normal/healthy sleep cycles. It makes it even harder that I can't always tolerate sleeping in the same bed as him. He has no sense of spacial boundaries which means he ends up shaped like a peanut stretched diagonally across the bed. We have a Queen size and that used to be quite big enough. I'm not sure a King would be big enough now! Sometimes he sleeps normal, sometimes he sleeps like a peanut. I never know how I'm going to sleep. So I get over-tired, and eventually end up being shrieky at people until I've caught up on my rest.

Thank God we get to have home health assistance. I just didn't imagine we could actually have help with housekeeping so we could just focus on being a family. When it's too hard to get a full night's sleep; when it's too hard to play 1,000 questions on what hubby wants to eat, it's also too hard to mop the floor and organize the laundry. For me, it just is!

But now that our house is getting a fresh start, I believe we can keep it going the way it should be. I will have our home health aide keep the public areas clean as well as keep watch over hubby and take him to appointments and errands. This is such a relief to all of us. My poor children, who normally do chores, are having a hard enough time coping with their own feelings and don't have the emotional energy to do much except survive.

How many times can I say "Thank God" without sounding redundant? I hope it never sounds redundant. "Thank God!"