That's really cold

Thursday night it's going to be 12 below zero in Calgary. That's really cold. However, if Child will watch the babies for me, I will be there on Wednesday. Go figure. Shouldn't I be going to Miami instead? You would think so.

The Project is coming along very slowly. My hands are weaker and less useful than I thought. It has been suggested to me by someone who knows these things that I should be suing the State of Michigan, my former employer, for ruining my hands during the commission of my job. I know I should be doing it, but it sort of seems wrong, you know?

Most of the toe moldings are off, and I have maybe half of the kitchen floor up. I need to change over to painting, because it will be slightly easier on my hands, just harder on my shoulders and back. Change up can be helpful when things ache. I don't want to drip paint on new flooring, and I can't leave the subfloor bare very long. I need to amp up the work here pretty soon. Painting should go faster than ungluing linoleum with a screwdriver.

My knuckles will heal in time and once again I will be able to walk upright, if I am lucky. The dryer is working, the cat has her pills, and Molly isn't due for a shot in maybe a week. I might go away, the big snow missed us this time, and Child is still in school.

Someday it will be spring, too.

Tomorrow I go to the doctor to see how my blood tests were and to tell him about the sinus infection I had from the mold, in case he wants to do something about that, and to show him the rash that is still on my arm, and still spreading. Does contact dermatitis spread? Poison ivy doesn't. It will be interesting to watch his face when I tell him I have been ripping up flooring and found nasty molds and things. Once he gets through upbraiding me for doing that work, he will have to deal with the rash. No one wants to look at rashes. Not even doctors. Well, my dermatologist has looked at some rashes with interest. But he does stay back a few inches more than really necessary. I haven't scratched it and it's not an open rash or anything, but it sure doesn't belong on my arm.

Oh yeah. I don't want to lose sight of the thought of spring! I miss the warm weather, the sunshine, the lack of need for coats. I want to wear sandals again. I want to walk the dogs outside again. I must be getting lazy, because I only walked 5 miles this morning, and Sunday is usually my long walk of the week.

The cat has not yet stopped screaming at night, but I think she has slowed down a little bit. The medication might actually be helping a bit with that. I hope she gains some weight, too. She is just skin and bones (hyperthyroid).