Last week

Tuesday, August 12th was the dental hygienist. Miraculously, my gums are reportedly in good shape, meaning they had time to heal after the meat grinding. That same day, I finished my first novel and sent it to Books on Demand for approval. More on that later.

On the anniversary of Tabitha's death, August 13th, my 94-year-old grandmother died. A couple of days before, I had a dream that I wasn't sure if it was a dream or if it was my grandmother saying goodbye. I've never been able to accept that death is an inevitable part of life. 

 

 

 

On Thursday, we made a tough trip to Kontti, I didn't even know it was in Hermann now. I wanted to donate some clothes there. Of course, I couldn't find anything nice to buy there or at the flea market. I've started dreaming of a classic little black dress or a black sheath dress. The weather was too warm for that trip.

I went through my Ebay purchase history and I don't remember some of the clothes at all. Even the ones I bought in 2018 and 2019, I don't remember having them. Where are those clothes? Donated right away?

Then I messed up by doing laundry. I rarely wash so-called better clothes, and of course I put them all in the same machine. Well, the whites and light colors turned darker. What scared me the most was the fate of my light floral dress, it's one of my favorites and I wanted to wear it on the cruise.

 

 

 

Then it was time to go on a cruise. I was afraid I wouldn't make it home alive. The last cruise was 9 years ago, and then I had an arrhythmia that almost took my life and consciousness.