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 After we dropped my daughter off at school, and managed to survive the last few days, we 'took it easy'.   Usually our lazy days are on Sunday.  They aren't really lazy days, but since we are doing something different from the usual it seems that way. On Saturday, though, we just had an actual lazy day. We slept in and basically sat around the living room watching Netflix.  I did some prep work for school, which starts tomorrow, and we did our regular chores that must be done, like feeding animals and milking goats.  The rest of the time we just sat on our asses.  It was lovely. We made arrangements for a video chat tomorrow afternoon with the girl child.  I want to pretend that she's excited to talk to us, but I'm thinking she's more happy about seeing the cats. Before she left, she asked for a blanket.  Specifically a blanket that I make.  In blue and pink squares.  So I've off and on been looking into a blanket pattern and an ea...

 A few days ago, we dropped our youngest off for her Freshman year of college. It was pretty rough, and I guess I'm still processing. Because of Covid, we weren't allowed much time in her dorm with her, and I think her own anxiety was really high, so we didn't do all of the stuff that was planned.  Plus I was crying before we even got to the point where we were leaving. The last I saw of her, she was standing in her dorm room, peeking out of the door watching me walk to the stairs. That hurt. I sat outside the hall, in my mask, crying while I waited for my husband to make his way back around. While she is mourning being away from home for a far more extended time than she's ever been, she's also not just sitting around.  She's been doing classes here at home for a while, so she's continuing on with that, but I guess she's also making friends around the dorm, which is great.  None of her good friends are there with her, but she's made some friends in ...

So, turns out this is the second start of the same post... The first of which I started like a week ago... I'm really great about remembering to post. NOT! Anyway, I thought I'd post about how we got here, where we live today, in the White Mountains area of Arizona. On January 20, 2015 I was involved in an accident.  It could have been way worse than it was, but I saw it coming.  I realized the lady behind me wasn't going to be able to slow down enough to stop at the red light.  So I started to move from her path.  I didn't make it.  I was rear-ended and sent spinning across the street, hitting my head, most likely on the steering wheel (I'm still not sure, after all these years but that makes the most sense).  Once the car stopped spinning, the rear tire of the car was on the sidewalk and there was blood coming from my face.  I wrongly assumed it was my nose that was bleeding but every time I took my hand away from my nose, there wasn't any blood....b...