I am still feeling fatigue from Fiddler. Looking back at these photos, it feels like ages ago, but I'm still tired. I keep wondering when I'm going to get my energy spurt. Oh Fiddler... it was such a huge part of our lives for four months! My house is still in need of a major cleanse. We continue to get around in it, but there are piles an stack places that need to be gone through. I feel a weight. I finished my antibiotics today, but I still have pressure in my sinuses. I wonder if I'm any better.
I just chatted with Angus. He went to Vancouver Island this past week. Oh, I miss the sea. The altitude out here is tough for me, and it's very dry. But, oh, it's gorgeous right now. I know I've been writing this every day, but the GOLD, GOLD GOLD on the hills is stunning. I'll have to get pics tomorrow before a frost or wind comes up and sends the leaves falling.
Brad and Glenda are getting married this weekend. - Hope that's special for all. I bet the leaves are just perfect in Lethbridge, too.
Choir again tonight: well, I was trying to not be too down on myself. Kelly sure has great pitch so I'm happy to be moved next to her. The songs are tough, but there's so many of us, it sounds lovely in the resonant old gallery.
I love how the boys snuggle in beside each other with their stuffies under their blankets at night. They have bunk beds, but they prefer to sleep side by side on one bunk.
I know I should talk more about Fiddler since I posted those pics... but I'm not ready. It was a lot, and I'm glad it did so well for the theatre, and it's a great story. And it's done. We're trying to focus in on what's before us NOW. But I know Dave and I are both dragging our feet. Are we just aging? I'm not sure what to put my finger on. I still miss Donovan on these long days, but thankfully Weston is thriving. He's so articulate now. "Mom, will you please attach this at the tail?" Oh my. I'm so sleepy; I should turn in. Thankfully I've kept up with this blog, even if it's a little every day.
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