Take A Chance.

Yesterday the funky Retro 60's-style sweaters I ordered arrived! I know I don't normally order clothes online anymore since I usually get ripped-off but for some reason I had an inner feeling that this time it would actually be ok (plus I really wanted the sweaters) and to take a chance so I did....and it ended up the way it was supposed to be and I'm happy with it, shown in the photo here. It actually looks just like in the photo as advertised and it only took 2 weeks to arrive,too! It also feels good  to have something actually work out and go right for once,too! It's also been exactly a week since Buddy had his stroke last Wednesday and it makes me nervous that he might have another one and my friend B( who is now a retired pharmacist) suggested that maybe he's just "holding on for me" and that he's "waiting for me to give him 'permission' to let go" which I only will as long as he takes me with him because without him life is simply not worth living. and I'll have nothing left  to live for or to keep me going. I also just take one day at a time as one day will be my last and I won't even know it, and I live each day as if it were my last because one day it will be.

I also like the idea of the Jewish custom of Shiva, how they mourn the dead; they spend a year actively mourning and then afterwards it turns to remembrance. I also remember growing up my Italian and Greek friends their widowed grandmothers always only wore all black for the rest of their lives after their husbands died as well. I wonder too if the reason I talk to myself(I did it as a kid as well and have my entire life and I still do) is because I grew up a lonely Only Child and had no one to talk to, no companion, no siblings, etc. and just had myself for company? Either that, or just because I'm crazy?😂

We also got lots more snow yesterday so now it looks like a proper winter, and my guess is that winter heard us talking shit about it and said, Oh yeah? watch this!! and decided to "show" us, and with that strong wind the other day( my hubby even said he never remembers a wind so strong) all but one of our garbage can lids( we keep out on the veranda) blew away so now we only have one left so now the raccoons can get into the garbage and they were the expensive animal-proof ones,too, we can't afford to replace( it figures) and yesterday I was out the back porch smoking me a J and someone walked past the house on the other side of the fence and made a point of loudly coughing, gagging, hacking, and choking, and it cracked me up,  and I read somewhere too that the bad aliens come in a triangle-shaped spacecraft and they think that they "own" us but the good one come in circle-shaped ones and they protect us. Interesting, if anything.It makes me wonder though if they aren't actually "aliens" as such as we think of them but rather angels and demons?

This morning just minutes before my hubby knows I have my bath he also did a shit in the bathroom again, the one where the tub is( even though we do have 2 other bathrooms he could use; I'm convinced he does it on purpose just to annoy me) and I'm just so fed-up with it so I flushed the toilet to affect his water pressure  and to give him cold water when he had his shower just afterwards as payback and he thinks that he can treat me however he wants but gets mad when I fight back! F*ck him! I'm NOT putting up with his shit!! A Facebook friend also asked me yesterday which hockey team is my fave. and I told him I couldn't care less about redneck hockey and not all people in Canada like hockey. 

Never assume.

God sends His hardest battles to His strongest soldiers.