Ah yes, this is the shortest day of the year, and tomorrow, the days will be a little bit longer each day.  Of course, winter has just begun.  Here it is drizzling rain, and the snow pack is going down, down, down.  Come on, where's our winter weather?  But, the good news is that we barely have to keep a fire going now, so that saves a lot of work and wood. 

I actually started cleaning yesterday, the day after the girls got together at a friend's house for a Christmas party.  I am making good progress, cleaning shelves, scrubbing out refrigerator, toaster oven, microwave, sink drains, getting behind every little thing and scrubbing away.  I have been in hot water all morning, and just stopped now for my lunch.  I really felt so much better after getting the Christmas party out of the way...I don't know why social commitments are such a pain...I enjoy them, but glad when they are over, and I can just be me at home again.  Well, I love being home, that's why I'm Shackhappy. 

Yesterday, I organized all my supplements - there are 3 shelves full of them.  I guess I am prepared with a natural cure or remedy for just about anything that could ail a person.  I even have activated charcoal, in case of food poisoning, or overconsumption of alcohol, etc.  The charcoal will absorb stuff in your stomach so it can pass on without harm.  I have stuff that will destroy worms or parasites within your body, flu remedies, lower cholesterol, cause you to lose weight (okay, maybe not ME), stuff that will prevent Alzheimer's, and on and on.  All but a few are current and have not expired as far as freshness.  I am thinking of passing on some that I may never get to use, such as Coral Calcium Complex, because I am taking Calcium Citrate now instead, at my daughter's insistence.  I could donate to the Food Pantry; the bottles are unopened and are still current, so somebody may appreciate them.  I will do it!  Probably on Monday, I know they will be open. 

I broke a tooth off eating spaghetti the other night, and I can't get used to the feeling of this jagged remainder.  It doesn't hurt, and I think I will just go on as if nothing happened.  At least for awhile.  Except for my smile, which shows a blackish hole at the side of my face, but then, I don't have to see it.  Yes, I must be losing my sense of vanity, along with everything else.  So, onward with the cleaning!