Duct Tape on My Shoe

Oh Lord, I do wonder at myself some times. First on my list of things to do this pay day is invest in new work shoes. I have a pair of flats that have given me a horrible blister, so I cannot wear them anymore. I cannot mess about with sores on my feet, not these days. I usually wear a pair of black runners that have nice support but the sole has come loose. Every now and then it bends back and I fear it will trip me. Which is why I started to wear the flats.  I have come to think, poverty is the mother of invention and apparently can override any sort of personal pride. I now have duct tape on my shoe. I will forgo a little personal pride to avoid a trip and fall. Friday cannot come fast enough is all I can say! (yes I have tried glue but I do not trust it to hold) The upside is the shoes are black and so is the duct tape. Its not the silver stuff, I do have a smidgen of pride left, people.

I have heard back from Revenue Canada and we are having a difference of opinion on who owes who money. Long story short, I am going to have to file an appeal. This has certainly taught me to triple check everything from now on. One stupid mistake and its has begun a series of unfortunate events that just seems to go on and on and on. Sigh. I just hope it does not take until this time next year to get it all resolved.

I have other things in motion to fix some of the unfortunate events and I have had help to fix others. It just as been an eye opening lesson that has made me do things I had hoped I would not have to do. This adulting malarkey is a pain in the butt sometimes. My greatest hope is that this time the lessons are learned that need to be learned and things will move to normal again. I am once again grateful for the helping hands that seem to be there when I need them. That is enough said about that. I have no desire for this post to become a "woe is poor little me: post.

It was a lovely day today. Just right for veranda sitting and lawn mowing both of these things I did. Once I found the key to the shed. With my darling Mama's voice singing in my head "If you would only put things back where they belong this would not happen" I searched high and low for that stupid little key. Cursing myself for not putting it back right away when I used it last I  finally located said key on the floor in the living room. I must have left it there and one of the cats used it for a play toy.  Once the lawn was mowed today, the key was hung back in the kitchen exactly where it belongs.

I just finished with the lawn and was preparing to tackle the last of the flower beds at the front of the house, when Teddy Bear showed up with a cool drink for me and a coffee for her. She was a very welcome sight I can telly you. We indulged as we sat on the veranda and chatted. It was a most lovely surprise. Drinks consumed she toddled off and I weeded that last bed, leaving only the corner with the dead bush to be dealt with.

I know anyone else could have this all done in  a day but I can't. I putter at it as I am able. There are no rules or laws that says there is a time limit. I will do as I can, when I can, because it is good for me and I need to work at getting myself back to where I was before I got sick. I have had many offers of help but I need to do this on my own and I need to do much more of it.

It was lovely here to day, sunny but cool so I was happy to take advantage of these days. I cannot stand the heat, never could, so these days are precious. They are to be taken advantage of while they last. Next weekend I hope to dig out the dead bush and dig up some more of the back flower bed. If the weather cooperates that is.

I will leave you with this on picture, does this not look the very epitome of sadness? He just looks so forlorn and depressed. Poor baby. He really isn't, he is just seconds away from falling asleep. Silly cat.

Toodles
Linda