Sunday started out jolly. A warm, sunny morning is perfect for putting up the outside decorations. Plenty of time before football. I thought.
Things took an ugly turn when every G#$ d$#* light was either burnt out or broken. I even made a trip to the hardware store and things are still not lit.
The neighbors got an earful and it wasn't me singing Jingle Bells. Stupid f*@#ing lights.
Good Idea: The faucet had a leak and needed replacing. Underneath the sink there was some minor water damage to the wood. Covering the wood with something better able to handle water seemed like a good idea.
After a painful visit to the doctors this morning, I can see some improvement in the swelling. Surgery for this knee will be in January since I still need more time for the other one to heal. Getting old is no fun. Everything just keeps breaking.
This is not the knee I just had surgery on. It is the other one. The one formerly known as the good knee-until I ran into the coffee table corner at full speed. Getting around with one bad knee is hard enough. Two bad knees-impossible.