1. Stocked the pantry. I made three batches of strawberry jam from hand picked Duttons strawberries. I picked three bags of domestic blueberries that I froze and I made 7 pints of sweet pickles (inspired by Cece's jar of pickles she gave me.)
2. Phase 1 of loft is done. It took one coat of primer and four coats of paint. Every other coat I would forget that as I'm painting myself to the stairs I need to turn off the lights and radio. My last coat I finished one night at 11 pm and needed to at least turn off the radio so I could go to sleep. I waited for the floor to dry a little but there is one spot the paint was thicker and I now have footprints. Long story to say that I may still need to do touch ups. Now just need to work on the area where all the stuff was stored - phase 2.
3. Cat time with the new gang. I can't believe how fast my little kittens grew up. I love the personalities that are evolving. And Winston is "a new cat" as even my brother observed. They all are best buds and I'm looking forward to winter to see them all snuggle together. Now that the loft is open, they love exploring, especially walking on the cross beams in my living room. So I can lay on the couch and look up and see them staring down at me. Wallace has figured out how to contort her body to make it back down the ladder but not Webster. He patiently waits for me to retrieve him. I give it a few more months of growing and he should be long enough.
4. Weird injuries. This isn't really a summer recap thing since it's all happened these last few weeks. Here's my list of bizarre ailments:
- Body rash that lasted about two weeks. Mainly on my torso and suddenly appeared. I thought it was a heat rash at first but it didn't go away the the red parts changed in size/intensity. No itching and almost gone now.
- Repeated knee injury. I always have bruises from banging into things. But the number of sharp bangs on my left knee spiked last week. All good now, but it was royally bruised. Very strange it was just the left.
- Severe New England head cold. I haven't had one this bad for at least five years. After I passed the soar throat stage I knew I was in for it - no turning back so I just nursed it and it went through me fairly quickly. I was out if commission for three days which isn't too bad.
- Cut the very tippy top oft right index finger when making pickles on the mandolin. I should have known since the same thing happened to Cece when she was making her pickles. It hurt, but I've experienced worse. However, it was the first time I experienced my body going into shock - suddenly super sweaty, nauseous and feeling like I was going to faint. All good within minutes. It took a bit to adjust not having use of my finger while it healed (typing was the hardest). Doesn't look like I'll even have a scar... other then the memory of trying to clean my finger tip off the blade. It was suctioned on there good.
- Severe burn on my lower back. Not a sunburn but a third degree burn from a hot lightbulb. I was moving stuff around in the loft and bumped into one of the recessed lights for a split second. It was long enough that when I jerked away I left some skin on the bulb. I was home that day so rotated ice packs all day to limit the damage. It's healing now.
The list of injuries aren't unusual - it's just the time frame. Usually they are spread out more. I feel like something must be out of whack in the universe. Maybe my body just fought off something serious I don't know about and this balances things out. Who knows but hopefully this the end of the list, at least for a little while.
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