Goodbye 2022

and no Yellow Brick Road in sight. In fact, unfortunately, the rain has stopped. 

Why do I want more rain when it has been pouring for the last few days? It isn’t like I really want to disrupt more people’s lives, further trash the airline schedules which are already suffering from lack of crews. It is just with rain we do NOT get fireworks. Neither environmentally sound nor a good use of money – I just don’t get it. But then, I don’t understand people blowing things up…. and there are enough dogs in the neighborhood which howl with those kinds of noise.

Otherwise, it has been a lousy couple of weeks – to recap….

The internet went from bad to worse right after my last post from the ship. We docked right on time, one of about eight ships (and just about the smallest) in Miami. I did the usual transfer to the airport then caught a Lyft to meet a cruising & cross-stitch friend for coffee. Her partner in crime & Flosstube was running late. Ok…. then I received a txt from United that my flight was going to be delayed resulting in my landing in Houston about 30 minutes after my connecting flight. If I wanted to get home today – it was going to be on a flight leaving in the next few hours. Back to the airport. Dropped off my luggage, bailed through security and made my flight. Which was then delayed. This turned out not to be a problem as my connecting flight (now Denver) was significantly delayed due to a medical emergency requiring a stop in Lincoln Nebraska.  So – I left Miami 4 hours earlier than planned and arrived at SFO about 20 minutes earlier than my original connection. 

My one bag popped up almost immediately. The second bag was listed by United as being “rerouted” with no record since Miami check-in…. It arrived, as the last bag up. If it had been lost? Dirty clothes. Oh, gee…

So that was the fun of the 17th. The 18th was the first night of Hanukkah, a Cal Women’s Basketball game and Dani’s birthday. 

Monday and Tuesday I pretty much slept. Wednesday I made a trip to the VA. Appointments went fine. COVID booster and flu shot.

Thurs-Sat I felt like, oh never mind. By Sunday I was almost feeling human again. This past week has been rain, errands and a fair amount of cross stitching.

I am not at all sorry to be saying goodbye to 2022.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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1 Response to Goodbye 2022

  1. Christiane Sandrock says:

    Happy New Year !!!

    Hope the new year brings what you wish for, foremost health and wellbeing !

    Greetings from Egbert and Christiane

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