Still here

I am okay, just drawing blanks about what to write. It's been a rough year so far. My very best friend forever Nancy died in March. Not a surprise but we have been friends for thirty-five plus years. We met at work, both programmers. She was widowed and my husband and I had just divorced. She and I worked and traveled together. She played duplicate bridge with my ex. Sometimes work "families" are as complicated as relative families. My youngest sister Susan's husband Michael died February 8. He was my friend as well. He came down with Stage 4 Prostate cancer and died a hard death over a period of a year. The first symptom he noticed was his right foot wasn't working quite right. It was because the cancer was in his spine and everywhere else. Please you all, keep your Dr. appts. My father had it too but they caught it early and he lived a good life afterwards.

Close to home here all four of my high school age grandkids are worried and often afraid when they go to school. We are a semi-small town in E Washington and the high school has been locked down four times in this school year. Once when one student held up someone and then came to school where he was arrested. All things happened near but not at the school.

Closer to home the condo upstairs from me (right on top actually) was sold and is being remodeled. The noise is not good. After a week of really bad it has quieted down to a dull roar. There's no good way around it. The new owners came to my door to apologize, they seem quite nice and really there is no way around it. I met their rehab guy and I like him and I'm hoping maybe he can do something with my condo after he is done. His work is very good. Most of my floors are awful.

Here's to a better rest of 2023.