JANUARY 4, 2020

Since it's the beginning of a new year, I (used to) usually take time to write in my blogs and catch up on my life.

Every once in a while, I find myself thinking, "I should put this thought on my blog." But lately, I've been thinking things like "I'm going to do this when I retire."
I'm hoping 2020 is the year I retire. To be positive, 2020 IS the year I will retire. I just don't know what month. I have to give work 3 months notice.
I have an appointment this week with the Social Security office. There weren't any open appointments in December (you should go three months before you turn 66) so January was the first available I could take. Gosh, am I that old? (Yes.)

However, I might be looking at another ankle/foot surgery--removing the screw.
I just had surgery in August 2019. It's only been 4 months, almost 5, and the doctor is wary of taking it out sooner than 6 months. So am I.
It appears the sharp tip of the screw is protruding through my bone in the front of my ankle and catching on something--probably a ligament. I don't know. But the two bones which were being fused have fused together well. If the screw comes out, it will leave a hole that will knit together just like the bones that were fused. I hope.
So I don't know when I'll retire this year. My 10-year anniversary is November 22, but I really don't want to wait that long.

I'm so tired of my life being about my ankle. I really thought this last surgery would end the pain and suffering. Please, God, let the pain and suffering end.

My kids and I are planning a trip to Maine and the Hill Cumorah Pageant in July. It's the last ever pageant. (That's so sad!) We were in the pageant in 2000, so it will be 20 years since we were in it. We used to go every year. I want to say the last year we went was 2007 or 2008. After that, all the divorce drama happened, so my memory is a little sketchy.

After participating in pageant, it was the thing we compared every other good thing to for a long time. "It was nice, but not like being in the pageant."

While rehearsing for the pageant, it was as if we lived in Zion. It was definitely a Zion community. No worries about anything. Very spiritual. I'm sure heaven will be like that--where everyone loves everyone else, and works to strive to be Christ-like.

Maybe I'll retire July 1. Then I won't have to worry about being gone so long from work while I'm on vacation.