That can mean only one thing: I didn't have any excuses NOT to try to tidy up my loose photos. Though I certainly didn't expect the emotional response to many of them. Yes, I'd forgotten I have many pictures of people who are no longer on this earth. So that was painful. It was also awkward seeing pictures of M and me (in the first year), and the look of love was so evident. Where did it all go? [I know, I know ... why do relationships break up.]
OTOH, there was also a picture of me in someone else's bed (YES, I know whose ... because of the following picture, lol), wearing a black leather jacket. I had no recollection. I'm also sad that there's photographic evidence of yet another rolled-up poster having been trashed. This one was from an ex and it had Einstein on it ... with the caption along the lines IIRC that intelligence is very sexy. ::sighs:: At least many of my other treasures I got to look at or touch on a regular basis, but this one I'd never had mounted ('cuz 80 bucks). ::sighs again::
At least the delivery of my meal was most welcome. Not only the meal, but a Christmas gift bag that held all sorts of goodies, including three pieces of fresh fruit, juice, chocolates, cookies, a candy cane, a brownie and candy in a decorative jar. Along with a Christmas card that I'm displaying in the kitchen. I was really touched. It's a whole lot more than the group in my former vicinity provided. Another touch that I won't be needing personally is that they are delivering meals on Christmas day at no charge. I'm really impressed.
I continued with the sense of loss by choosing to rewatch a film for an entirely different reason: the quirky Canadian (or joint Can/U.S.) "Home Is Where The Heart Is". I'm presuming that the extreme cold has also had an effect on my mood. In the evening I began reading The Shack, this time using my new flashlight. Well, I managed to struggle through the Forward, because it's awkward holding both. I have to try to make life easier for myself, that's for sure.
Well, that was my strange day. I still have loads more piccies to sift through and then try to arrange. I may leave that ... for another month. Though I'd really wanted to put them all away neatly somewhere. I did put up my daddy's army photo on the fireplace wall. It's next to a Hundertwasser, because there are no other ledges left.
Okay, universe, I want you to send me loads of warmth tonight. Whether it's by angel piggies or other means, I don't care. I just need to feel warm. ::pouts at the unwelcome weather::
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