19 years ago today I took my first prosthetic steps. My journey to limb loss has been riddled with so many anniversaries and reminders. This is an occasion I embrace and celebrate as the moment I took my first steps into my new life.
Happy Walking Day to me!
Tuesday ended up being quite eventful. In addition to voting and honoring my Dad on what would have been his 75th birthday, I was provided with the opportunity to hone my appliance repair skills. (Spoiler alert: they are very limited.)
I woke up on Tuesday and noticed that the creamer bottle felt warm when I grabbed it from the fridge. After checking, it was clear it froze up (again.) Since this isn't my first rodeo with a frozen refrigerator, I quickly cleared the shelf and positioned the hair dryer onto the fan in the back of the appliance. I drank my coffee while the hair dryer was running in the fridge, providing a good 30 minutes for the ice to fully melt.
I poured another mug of coffee, turned off the hair dryer and mopped up the mess. After I closed the refrigerator and taped it shut, I turned on the turbo cool button and walked away. I was confident that the issue had resolved, just as it had only a few weeks ago.
I checked the temperature later in the afternoon and became alarmed when I realized that it wasn't cooling quickly. After monitoring the temperature throughout the evening, it became clear that the appliance was broken beyond my defrosting abilities. After researching our options, we purchased a new refrigerator.
Yesterday our new refrigerator was delivered. Although it is always frustrating changing out a fridge, I love our new appliance. We weren't planning on having to change refrigerators, and while I'm frustrated with the situation, I am delighted with the result. I love my new fridge!
I have been dreading today for months. Am I the only person who is in anxious knots this Election Day? I'm already looking forward to tomorrow, then the hate filled candidate commercials are automatically replaced with ads selling coffee, candy and cookie dough mix. Holiday commercials are far more palatable to digest.
In addition to Election Day, I am also honoring what would have been my Dad's 75th birthday. Sigh. I miss him but today the loss feels especially profound. I am sure that I would have planned something memorable for his birthday.
I can't help but find my mind wandering, contemplating what life would be like for him if he had survived. One thing is certain- I know he would be so proud of all of his grandchildren. Happy Birthday Dad!
And don't forget to vote!
We had a fantastic, albeit quiet, weekend at home. On Saturday I alternated between playing outside with the kids and working on some lingering work projects. After dinner Robby got ready for his dance while Scott and I devised a plan for the evening because we wanted to minimize driving. We settled on dropping Robby off at the dance and heading to the mall to window shop and get ice cream. Killing time until the dance was over felt like a better option than driving back and forth all night.
It has been a long time since Scott and I leisurely walked a mall. I am fairly sure we haven't done it since the pandemic. It was surprisingly fun just walking around and watching people. Timmy seemed to enjoy himself as much as us as he made a lengthy Christmas wish list in the toy store.
Yesterday we worked in the yard, clearing the leaves and trying to prepare for the winter. We finished the yard work approximately 5 minutes before the storms rolled into the area. The heavy rain and winds scattered more leaves all over our yard. Sigh. The annual leaf battle is officially in full swing.
