Update

 This is weird, I don't remember setting up a new blog.  Lets post and see what happens.  Delighted by simple things sounds like me. I'm a simple thing anyway, but not very delighted with myself at the moment. All creativity is waning, pushing myself to make things for a craft fair I don't want to do anymore. Why bother.  Stich and hook my fingers to the bone all for a measly $100 and then spend $90 on stall fees, lunch, coffee, cake and things I don't really need.  This mood has been coming on since before covid so I can't blame it.  Health has been shit, one thing after another, so maybe my priorities changed. Mum was at deaths door 3 times earlier this year, the fourth time she decided she was off for good and didnt hang around.  Dementia is a horrible thing and mum was taken from us long before her passing. 

Covid has been a way out for me... I'm anti-social anyway. It's been a good excuse to not do things, or see people I don't want to see or go places I don't want to go to.  I like my comfort zone, I don't like people or things invading it.  Once the border are lifted I'm going to buy a cattle prod for all those space invaders. 

I enjoy the occasional lunch out and coffee with close friends (not too close), trips to op shops, out to waterfalls and country drives.  I love spending an hour in the library or garden centres.  I'm even starting to enjoy working in the garden (hopefully channeling my mother).

The house continues to fall down around me.  I have the money now (thank you mum) but not the inclination to do the repairs, can't face the upheaval.  I started with the least upheaval - new lighting and smoke alarms, wiring all checked and electrical repairs done. Pest control in to check and spray.  Then the garden was cleared of all the rubbish and tidied up and pruned and trimmed.  

I had to have my total thyroid removed back in June this year. End of last year a nodule they were watching on the left lobe grew. Rapid growth. I had 6 months to decided whether or not I wanted my thyroid out.  It was now pressing on things, causing breathing difficulties and swallowing problems.  So out it had to come. Glad I said yes.  They found a small nodule, miniscule, on the right lobe, it had never showed up on scans but it was a cancer. Only a micro cancer, 1mm, nothing to worry about, it hadn't spread.  I didnt need RAI. I'll get regular blood tests just in case.  Took me a while to actually say the 'C' word, I'm okay with it now. 

Consequently I have more pills to take now and they are all clashing.  So diabetes pills arent working, calcium and magnesium are low, I feel tired all the time, muscles cramp and memory is shite.  Life goes on though. Nothing that a cup of tea and a slice of cake can't cure.