Before I could get my thoughts together to add a new post, I got sick. It wasn't until the water tasted like crap and my fever wouldn't let go that my daughter suggested it might be Covid. I had an old test kit here and Dr. Google showed that using one would have a higher risk for false negative, but that false positives are usually accurate. After my positive I called my doctor. At this point, I'm just trying to get through. I get so tired so fast. I just hope that part doesn't linger. The beginning was a struggle since I was about 2 days behind Danny's bout. Luckily before we got worse we were able to make a pot of chicken soup and that got us through for a few days when no one felt like moving.
In January things were pretty blah. Cold and wet, even snowy, left little to do. Danny and I started doing morning devotionals in January, reading from a Dr. David Jeremiah book each day followed by prayer for family, friends and country. It's a very positive experience for us to do together. We also watch his sermons on Sundays.
In February it was my birthday, yeah! Not that anyone like to get a year older. We went to our favorite celebration station, The Butcher's Son, for my birthday dinner. The waiter actually sang to me and brought a little something with a candle in it.
Also in February, we had all the water pipes under the house replaced. The water was so much better than from the 34 year old metal pipes! (That's why crappy tasting water was a red flag for my sickness). I also did another genealogical research job for the lawyer. Unfortunately I could not find dates of death for the subject, but rather showed the man was still living two days prior to my release of information.
I got a new fitness watch at the end of February, motivated by the fact that I can make money just by walking. So far so good. The kids turned me on to MyFitnessPal and that's another dimension to help me focus. I'm losing weight and walking every day, even through my illness (but it takes way longer to accomplish).
In March we found out sweet Abby, who is now 15-16 has liver issues. Danny's been making the dogs' food for a while now as we were trying to figure out what was going on with each of them. We thought Toby had eaten a gumball, but gastro diet food seemed to straighten him out. The vet gave Abby some meds. She's perky, if not very bossy, wanting to be fed and go to bed at certain times come hell or high water. I swear she can tell time!
In March my Florida kids arrived to help celebrate Uncle's birthday (they couldn't leave work in Feb). So we had an even bigger event at the celebration station steak house once again. Also during the month, we visited another local church a couple of weeks. I was surprised to see so many people from my old church attending there! What's up with that?!
I'm currently crocheting a new blanket but even that is tiring me out. Good thing there's no deadline! I read when I can, watch TV some, walk a lot, and pray all the time.