My swim was good. The pool population was way down which was strange but nice.
The skin on my hands and arms looks like the skin of my grandmother who, when I was little, was 4580 years old. Or so I thought. She was probably 65, like me. But while old skin looked fine on her, it's really bumming me out seeing it on me.
I remembered this morning that today - November 4 - was my wedding anniversary. I can never remember the year. I thought it was 1980 but that was a Tuesday and I'm sure we didn't get married on a Tuesday. 1979 was a Sunday and that's more like it. 1978 was too early. So I'm sure it must have been 1979. So that would make our divorce - or separation actually - 1981 in January. Maybe. None of that sounds really right, though. I think the years are wrong or maybe the date. I have no way to check. I doubt my ex husband knows. If he's still alive. He would be 86 and it was not his first or his last marriage.
I keep starting new crochet projects and not finishing many. Today, in the mail, I got some really fun yarn. It's acrylic and soft and fat. The Carmex is for size comparison. So, of course, I started a new project. A high necked kind of poncho/capelet to wear while I'm watching TV and my neck gets cold. Wonder if this will get finished??