Dog days are here again

 As Sirius rises in the sky, the hot weather is returning.

We've been so fortunate to have had a mild summer, for the most part. But, alas, we are back to the "normal" insufferable heat.

There's still a chance for rain in a few days, though, which will be good.

We've ordered an air purifier for the bedroom.  We both are just constantly congested, and are hoping that the filter will help with that.  We know this house is really dusty, being 93 years old.  Plus, it's now ragweed season, and the wind never stops.  Then there's pet dander, and mold....so if it seems to help, we'll get a second one to put somewhere else in the house.

There's really not much to say this week.  I got my office cleaned up last weekend, as planned, and it felt good to not be looking at clutter as I worked.

Our closing for the re-financing of our mortgage is FINALLY SCHEDULED.  We'll do it in the driveway, under the car port, in the 97 degree heat, next Thursday evening.

Friends advised strongly that we NOT let a stranger into our house, to sit at our table, so we borrowed a card table, and got face shields, and will mask up and do it outside.

We are both SO relieved that this process is finally almost at an end.

From the beginning of April to the middle of August.  18 weeks. Yikes.  Did I tell you we had to submit the same paperwork three times because the process was taking so long that it "expired?"  Yeah.

Dave hasn't had a full blown anxiety attack in a long time, but this process brought him to that point a couple of weeks ago.

Tomorrow, I go for my now-monthly blood draw, and will go to the clinic on Tuesday.  

I have to get my port flushed this time, and dread it because the last two times have been awful.  It doesn't help that Dave can't hold my hand anymore, either  (no visitors allowed in the building, so I have to go alone).

I hope that the nurse who is GOOD at port access will be there this time.  She was working at the other office the last two times, so I was stuck with the one who just can't do it well.  

The one who I had the last two times burned me with the numbing spray, and then had to try three times to find the port the first time, and then the second time, she missed entirely, and it hurt like hell.

UGH.  I hate having it accessed BECAUSE of "skills" like hers.

So I am having anxiety, too.

Next weekend, Dave and I hope to get the telescope set up again and do a little sky gazing.  He spent so much money on that thing, and it's been gathering dust.  

This is NOT ACCEPTABLE!

I wish we had somewhere we could go in the middle of the night, in the middle of the week, to see some of the Perseids meteor shower.  It's been years...decades, even.... My dad and I would lie out in the back yard, or on the sun deck, and listen to the katy dids, and watch for "shooting stars."

It's one of my most precious memories.

We are going to go take a drive today.  I need to get out of the house and neighborhood.  There are a couple of parks we want to see if we can find, to see if there is anyplace at all in the Metro area that is a nice, natural escape we can go to without having to drive at least an hour, and that isn't filled with people.

I hate that about OKC.

We drove an hour and a half last weekend to go to a state park.  It was really pretty, but it was PACKED with people, and we were literally the only ones wearing masks.  We didn't stay long.

We did find a few secluded spots to explore, but came across people almost at every turn getting to those spots.

It's time for breakfast.  Have a good week!