The view from here:
|Technically this was December 31, 2016.|
Playing my horn at a wedding in a stadium!
|My niece has a habit of adding items to my calendar on random dates.|
This is the first thing I had on my agenda for the new year. ;-)
|2017 is Year of The Rooster|
|Middle of the night light snow showers.|
|Too cold to step out the front door to get a shot.|
|It just won't stop. Toooooo much snow.|
2nd time ever I've gotten a private room at this infusion center. SO MUCH BETTER.
|There was a 4-hour gap this time between the doc appt and the infusion. Coffee + book time!|
|Interstate sunset gazing.|
|Moon over the frozen lake.|
|Made frittatas for the first time in a long time.|
|Tea in this sweet bookish mug, a gift from a friend who gets me. A riend who no|
longer has a good excuse for not writing a guest post for this blog. ;-)
|While drinking that cup of tea, this was my first play in a round of Words With Friends. :-)|
|Another too-cold-to-go-outside-for-the-shot sunset shot.|
|This ad on my Instagram feed cracked me up.|
When I sweat, it is always with Kayla.
|Discovering a big old leak in your basement just before midnight is always fun.|
In my gymnastical efforts to not call the maintenance guy (he was probably sleeping, after all) I asked my bro if I could just turn off the water and wait until morning. Yes, he said. And then he tried to explain what the shut-off valve would look like and where it might be. Only one room in the basement has any light at all, so my search involved using my phone flashlight. It did not go well. At all. I finally reached a point where I had to contact the maintenance guy but I realllllly didn't want to. My bro kept texting me annoying things like "You better be calling him now." and Even if he's sleeping." and "I know you don't want to but do it anyway." and "Call him right now or else." I wrote back, "Ha, you know me too well."
At this point, I sent the maintenance guy a text. Bro said fine, but if he doesn't answer in a few minutes, I had to call. A few minutes passed, so bro started harassing me to make the call again. Naturally, this reignited my efforts to find the water shut-off valve. I started sending my bro pics of random things I thought might be the shut-off valve. No luck. Finally, I discovered a new valve and turned it. The water stopped. It was a sweet victory. My bro said I was off the hook for calling that night and "I guess having to call someone really motivates you." And now, finally to the MS-relevant portion of this rambling tale. Bro texted, "Save your spoons for something more important than the maintenance guy." I recognize that he makes a good point, but I doubt that will change my future avoiding-calling-the-maintenance-guy behavior. But this #spoonie loves that he said that. :-)