Sunday, January 22

Sunday, January 22

I slept like a log last night.  Sawyer and Peaches slept with me most of the night.  Sawyer slept with me almost all night, snuggled in my arms and purring loudly.  Peaches slept at the foot of the bed, curled up in Stewie’s favorite pink fluffy blanket.

I had to get up to pee twice in the night.  The second time, I discovered that my bathroom had been turned into a vomitorium.  There was a puddle of puke in the doorway, three small puddles next to the toilet, and small blobs of puke on the rugs.  There were two enormous piles of puke in the shower.  I looked around in horror and decided, “Nope.  Not now.”  Then I went back to bed.  I just didn’t have it in me to clean up that mess in the middle of the night.

When I got up this morning, I didn’t even get dressed.  I fed the cats, grabbed a roll of paper towels and a container of Clorox Clean Up Wipes, and started cleaning up the bathroom.  I scraped the puke off the rugs and threw them in the washer.  As long as I was in there, I cleaned the laundry room litterbox which was extremely nasty and sorted the laundry in the hamper so it was ready to wash when the rugs came out.  I went back to the bathroom and cleaned up the medium sized pile in the door way, the small piles around the toilet, and the two huge piles in the shower.

The shower drain has been pretty gross with hair plugging it up the last few times I used it, so I cleaned that out and gave the shower a good total cleaning, scrubbed the toilet and sink basin, and polished the wooden sink cabinet.  The only thing I didn’t do was sweep and scrub the floor—other than the spots were the puke was.  I scrubbed that area with Clorox Wipes.  I will have to do the floor of the bathroom tomorrow.  The rugs are washed and dried, so the whole room will be done first thing tomorrow.

When I finished that mess, I took my Trulicity injector from the fridge and laid it by my recliner so I could use it when I was dressed.  I did my morning routine, got dressed, threw the rugs in the dryer and the white load in the washer, and settled in to my recliner to rest a few minutes and take my shot.  Usually I take it on Saturday mornings after I fill my pill caddy.  However, I filled my pill caddy on Friday before I went to Lily’s house, and I was at her house on Saturday—forgot to bring my Trulicity.  By the time I got home on Saturday night, I was tired and didn’t think of it until I was in bed.

So, I decided I would take my shot in the morning.  And, after it had sat for about an hour, that’s what I did.  The endocrinologist told me I should let it warm up for a while before injecting it.  Something about how taking the injection when it was cold damaging the skin.  I just do as I am told.

I watched an episode of Walker, Texas Ranger, then headed into the breezeway where I cleaned the other three litterboxes and screwed up my courage to attempt something I was really worried I might not be able to do.  I had several bags of garbage and recycling in the breezeway, including several bags of litterbox scoopings which are pretty heavy.  I had dragged the kitchen garbage into the breezeway with me, so I stepped outside, opened the lid of the garbage bin, and dumped the small wastebasket of scoopings, the large kitchen and living room bags of garbage, and the 4 small bags of litterbox scoopings which included today’s cleaning.  I opened the recycling bin and took out the bag of recycling and two empty cat litter boxes.  I have a stack of cardboard boxes in the living room, but I need to let Lily take what she wants of them before I breakdown and recycle the ones she doesn’t want. 

When I finished in the breezeway, I went into the kitchen and cleaned the old and questionable food out of the refrigerator and bagged it up.  I was getting dizzy from being hungry, and decided to make myself an egg scrambled.  I chopped up a small onion and sauteed it in butter.  When it was almost done, I sliced a few mushrooms up and threw them in with a sliced up piece of honey ham sandwich meat.  When the onions and mushrooms were perfectly done, I scrambled some eggs and poured them into the mix.  When the eggs were cooked, I sprinkled some shredded cheddar cheese on top and let it melt while I made a couple pieces of toast.  That was my late lunch/early supper.  I brought an orange in for dessert, but I was full, so it is still sitting here beside me.  I may eat it before I go to bed tonight.

I had tried to call my brother to tell him how I had successfully taken  the garbage out by myself as I usually ask him to do it.  He congratulated me on that and asked if I needed help getting it to the curb, which I am pretty sure I would not be able to do, since I would need my walker to get that far from the house.  He said he was on his way  to drop something off in Owatonna, but on his way home, he’d stop and take it to the curb for me. 

I called my mother and told her about Lily’s upcoming surgery to remove the cancer behind her lungs.  Lily had told me not to tell anyone about it, but yesterday she told me I could tell my mother since it was out to a lot of people in the community now.  My mother was a little irritated when she found out I have known about this for a month, and I told her I hated having to keep the secret, but Lily asked me to keep it to myself, so I did.

Then Mom told me several stories about how she had to keep things to herself and how hard it was—and I know that she blabs everything she knows and embellishes it to make herself look victimized and everyone she doesn’t like look bad.  Ugh.  She will never change.

When Jack came, we talked a bit.  He took the garbage I cleaned out of the fridge out to the bin along with another sack of recycling I had bagged up.  While we were chatting, I remembered his cat carrier and went to get it.  So, I got all the garbage and recycling out, the cat carrier returned to its owner, and the garbage on the curb.  The house looks much better now.  And I feel much less stressed and anxious about all this stuff.

The last things I accomplished tonight were talking to Lily on the phone for about an hour, watching a couple more episodes of Walker, Texas Ranger, doing my evening written prayers, and doing this journal entry.

Tomorrow, I need to finish my laundry, sweep and scrub all the floors, and possibly vacuum the area rugs which are again pretty coated in cat hair.  I also need to call in a small grocery order to Lerbergs.  Lily will pick it up for me on her way home from the chiropractor.  I just need to get some milk, hamburger, a bag of brussels sprouts, a bag of green beans, 2 pkgs of small paper plates that I use to feed my cats their soft foods, a couple of avocadoes, and 4 on-the-vine tomatoes.  I want to make a pot of spaghetti and cook up the vegetables. 

DeAnn and I are planning to do a productivity partnership Zoom tomorrow morning.  I will work on my housework during my work time.  I may also get some of my Valentine’s and St. Patrick’s fabric ironed in preparation to cut out some doll clothes.  Every day, I think, This is the day!  I will cut out some doll clothes and prepare to sew them!

And every day, I do not do it.  Sigh.  I really want to do some sewing.  Maybe tomorrow WILL be the day!  And I might even get some sewing done.