Our first truly sunny bluebird day in weeks. No smoke, no stench. We decided to clean the smokestank off the porch, since the rain is unable to do it for us. This includes hosing out all of the spiders and their egg sacs. Some of those suckers are big enough to just brave the flood and say “That all you got, asshole?” I’m sure most of them will be back in a few days.
The tomato plants are producing like mad. I think we’re going to have to break out the canning gear one more time. Other than cherry tomatoes, we’ve never had a tomato plant produce more than just a few maters of any size. But this year we’ve got tons of lovely reds.
Just sold my old set of Cuisinart stainless cookware. They were okay pots, but not clad, so not all that efficient. After many years I just thought well, fuck it, and ordered All-Clad replacements. I can afford it and I deserve it. Don’t judge me.
We’ve completed the floor repair to the best of our ability - it ain’t purdy, but it will hold, so there’s that. We need to caulk around the outside and I need to clean up the mess.
I also made a run to the convenience center, followed by stops at the hardware store, Food Lion, and CVS. I’m having some lemonade before doing cleanup. FCD is in the recliner, in no small amount of pain. Not sure what we’ll do for supper, but I got salad fixin’s so that’s a possibility.
I expect to sleep like the dead tonight.
nellie - if you could email me pics of your chairs, I might be able to offer some suggestions. It’s my username at yahoo. Or if you want to text them to me, I can PM my phone number to you.
Glad you had a good day OW and silenus. It’s hard resuming a new normal after losing a partner.
I had a lazy day today. Did some stuff in the studio, took Nelson to the dog park for an hour and nuked some chicken veggie soup from the freezer cleanout for supper.
I’m binge watching Without a Trace. I figure watching all of the seasons should take me a couple of weeks. It’s fun seeing the tech from the early part of the early 2000s .
chilly today. I’m tired and in a lot of pain and tired of being in pain and oh hey all any doctor can tell me is “you’re making it up” … I mean, I’m not an expert and they are, I guess. Wish that meant I could make it stop.
Need new pants. These ones are falling off me. Uber has no cars available in my area.
doing group therapy via video chat three times a week and it’s… I don’t know. I guess another reminder that I’ve been like this since I was little. Like all this mindfulness and meditation and listening to soothing music and such… been there, done that, not my thing. I’m tired.
Isolated, too. My own fault. I’m not good at reaching out. I assume people don’t really want to talk to me unless I have something specific to tell them. Or not even that, maybe. It’s just awkward. And I know I’m really not fun to be around or talk to these days. And when it comes to ~talking about it~ like… I don’t want to pile all my bullshit on anyone I know. They’re all already dealing with enough. I mean… kind of the whole world is, I guess. And anyone whose job it is to listen to it… I don’t really know them. Like 98% of the people I encounter right now have no idea that I used to be like… useful and creative and even kind of funny. This sad broken mush-brained exhausted shut-in whose life is full of ridiculous mysteries isn’t who I… or, well, I guess it is who I am now.
ECT tomorrow. will ask how long it’s supposed to be before I can really make a decision as to whether this is working or not. possibly I should go back up to three times a week. is it just not working? am I not being patient enough? this is the last thing I have left in me to try. if this is it, this is it. the patient report things from when I was doing it 3x a week say I seemed better. I don’t remember anything at all from that time, so I don’t know if I felt better or if it was just… optimism. guess I have a few things to ask.
Litter box is scooped & trash bin is at the curb for tomorrow morning’s pickup. Tremble at my post-work productivity!
Supposed to have next two days off, but I offered to trade a day with someone. Some scheduling 3-Card Monte ensued, and now I … work the next two days. Humph.
I expect to be one tired, cranky budtender by Tuesday evening.
Oh, and last night I somehow forgot about my black beans, and planned fart fest to follow, and raided the freezer for a tuna to sear.
No regrets: the sweet-spicy glaze I threw together was plate-lickingly good, plus dinner is sorted for tonight as well … and I actually wrote “BEANS” on my hand as a reminder, along with my new schedule changes.
Howdy Y’all! Just thought I’d pop in and say I accomplished a task. I hauled the biiiiiiiiiiig trash can all the way down to the road for pickup tomorrow. I know y’all are oh so proud of me. That’s my gold star for participation.
I did better when I did x3 a week for a little longer then I thought I would when I first started. Also, others were better at seeing how I was doing—I was deep enough into the dark place I couldn’t see the improvement when they could. I did get to once a week and then not at all. Done three series over 12 years (yes, the whole ‘been this way since I was young’ thing). I will do it again if I need to.
I’ve just been realizing the last few weeks that all the stressors from the Covid isolation have been accumulating on me and I’ve got to figure out something to break that weight it’s putting on me. Go far a day trip to see something different from my four walls, force myself to sit on my front porch in the sunlight for an hour every day, not sure of what yet. Sure have to move heaven and earth to sleep better, that’s for dang sure. That poor sleep was a pre-Covid, post brain injury problem that still vexes me. The non-sleeper cell MMP thread here has been a life saver for me, sure helps to know I’m not alone.
Small successes count. Stack them up, write ‘em down even. Brushed teeth? Check. Got dressed(no matter what time of day)? Check. Ate something that contained calories? Check. Read the MMP? Check. Wrote a reply? Check. Checked back later to see what the rest of us had been doing? Double check.
I got a LOL at the idea that swampy and I are now trash-bin-taker-out buddies.
Dots I just saw your post, and I … well, I’m sending you a great bit ol’ hug for whatever that’s worth.
I’d like to know who ordered the ECT treatment and what “end goal” parameters were set up, but I don’t want to inundate you or add to any overwhelmed feeling you already have.
Ah, and now I see the mosquitos have found me. Time to round up the kitties and take my brief post-work chillage indoors.
Evening all. Could have sworn I posted something this morning but looks like I didn’t, so had to do a lot of catching up. Slept in past 8am and went to dinner at the Metro Cafe because they’re about the only place I can get meatloaf I really like…then home to watch tackleball.
I went to water the back yard tonight and the oscillating sprayer ain’t oscillating, so it’s off to Loew’s early tomorrow. No rain in the forecast all week and it’s been 5-6 days without any rain, so need to get some water down.
Cookie, new pots and pans can be useful in killing any spiders that make it indoors…
OW, glad you found somebody you can have dinner with and feel comfortable. Keep us apprised.
BBBoo, glad the power is back on and pre-teen crisis is averted.
If I missed it, a belated Happy Birthday to nellie and butters
FCM, glad the floor is done, I gather it has been a pain…
Sari, hope you’re OK…did you buy the bars or are they son’s stuff?
shoe, you are the rare person who is apparently happy to get stale snack foods…and everybody needs cupcakes
To everyone else, grins, groans, and hugs in the acceptable amounts you require. Have a good evening and catch you on the next MMP.
We went to Beach Cat Brewing. They’re a mile down the beach from us. It was my second time there, and Mrs. L.A.'s first. I had a BobCat ESB (5.1% ABV), and a Shabby Tabby IPA (6.8 ABV). Mrs. L.A. had a porter whose name I don’t recall (6.7% ABV). We drove the MG. After we parked, someone showed up in a fifty-something (or maybe early-'60s) Ford pickup, and someone else parked their classic Ford Maverick. Classic cars, nice brews, Reggae music, and sunshine. Good outing after doing house things.
Cleaned the litterbox, took the trash out, and took ou the recycling. I also gave Alex Catt a bath to help with the fleas and itching. I now have a small damp Egyptian god glaring at me.
I’m sitting here feeling luxurious because I’m sipping champagne. I just got off the Zoom chat with the kids. Such a blessing to see their smiling faces! I’ve sure had a wonderful day so far! I’m pretty grateful I got myself borned.
Dot, sorry you’re having a rough time. It seemed from here that you were doing better, but I know healing is not a continuum. If you’re feeling no connection with the people in group therapy, is there a different group you could join? You can’t be the only one who can’t buy into meditation, etc.
I was wondering how crushed/ground the poppy seeds should be. Just cracked open, or really fine?
Maybe if I find a Hungarian store I could buy prepared filling, but I’ve never seen any kind of fruit/seed filling already prepared here. It’s possible to buy ground up almonds and hazelnuts.
BBBoo a good weekend at the seaside was had by all, despite not actually getting as far as the beach or the water. Due to the usual conspiracy of things, we were a bit late arriving in sunny Blackpool, pearl of the North Eastern Riviera and (apparently) gateway to the festering hordes of superspreaders. Blackpool has, for some unknown reason, been excluded for the restrictions currently imposed on the rest of that part of the country and consequently had record numbers of visitors at the weekend.
I drove us to our accommodation but there was nowhere to park anywhere near it (it’s residents-only permit parking on the street and the landlady at the BnB had already given out her only three passes). We decided to drive up to the venue where the gig was taking place and I parked on the next street, where it’s legal to do so, and there was plenty of space. We went to the venue Waterloo Music Bar and had a drink, then waited for our friends to arrive. They were staying in a nearby hotel so we had booked a table at the hotel’s restaurant for an early dinner.
Then it was back to the bar for three awesome acts (seen two of them before), fully seated performance, table service for drinks but it was an amazing atmosphere just having real live music going again. We hung around afterwards to chat to the bands and bought a couple of new t-shirts (Empyre had a new lion design on theirs) then walked back to our BnB.
Met up with our friends in the morning for breakfast and then went to the zoo for the afternoon. It was perfect weather for a walk around looking at animals doing the usual animal stuff. Zoo was busy, and there were queues for a few things (the giraffe heights viewing platform, the elephants, gorilla lookout and the penguin pool). Once we’d seen everything we wanted to see, it was time for the drive home (2.5-3hrs depending on traffic).
Today I’m back in my office on campus, I’ve been here since 7.30am as I decided to come early to avoid the schoolkids!
Humph.
That’s my gold star for participation.
