January 31 through February 4

[chochiyo_sama]

Sunday, January 31

Of course, since it is Sunday, I had to fill the pill caddy and order two refills of prescriptions. 

Again, I spent a very long time catching up with the Dreamwidth journal.  If I don’t jump on this thing immediately in the morning, I just don’t seem to have the self-discipline or energy to do it at all.  It’s like I have to attack myself without a lot of forewarning.  Ha.

I made buttermilk pancakes for lunch and used some of Lily’s homemade applesauce to top them.  It was very tasty, but for some reason, I suffered intense diarrhea the rest of the day.  This led to me not accomplishing much else the rest of the day.  I have so much to do and so little motivation to do anything.

 

Monday, February 1

Today I washed dishes and warmed up some leftover tator tot hotdish for lunch.  I texted Jack to see if he would stop on his way home from work to drag my recycling bin to the curb.  It was completely filled due to all the broken down cardboard that I had stuffed into it.  He did, and I was so grateful.  He also discovered that the sneaky UPS guy had dropped off some packages from Amazon on my breezeway steps.  I did not see the UPS truck, and that guy is like a ninja—he is out of his truck, up to the door, back in his truck and GONE in seconds.  I hate that he doesn’t even ring the doorbell.  I don’t go out unless I have to throw something in the bins, so if I don’t happen to spot him, the packages just lie out there.

Jack hung around for a short time, telling me that he had to work in the Covid unit at the prison again.  He was irritated that the women in the unit will not wear their masks properly.  When he calls them on it, they say, “We already have the rona.  What difference does it make?”  He tells them, “Well, I don’t have it, and I don’t want it.  And Miss *** (the nurse whose name I don’t remember) doesn’t have it and doesn’t want it either.”  He has had the first vaccination, so hopefully it protects him to some degree. 

Jack brought them in the house for me.  The two big packages turned out to be the two sets of bunkbeds I ordered from Etsy for my LeeAnn dolls.  I also got the fish oil pills and Tylenol I had ordered for Lily and myself, two chunks of fabric I had ordered from Amazon, and a book offering advice for writers.

I folded my last load of laundry which has been languishing in the dryer for a couple of days and dragged it into the bedroom. 

And that is basically it for the day. 

 

Tuesday, February 2

I had to get up much earlier than usual as I had to take Mom to Owatonna to get her hair cut.  I myself have not had my hair cut since I had my head shaved more than a year ago because my hair was falling out.  I was practically bald then.  The biotin has done its job well.  My hair has all come back, and, much to my surprise, it has come back much darker than it was.  The gray hair has gone back to its original dark brown color—all except for a little gray around my face.  Also, my hair is now past my shoulders.  I’d like to have it chopped off, but I am not risking exposure for the sake of a hair cut.

The hair salon that Mom goes to is just across the street from the Greek candy store where I get that delicious hand rolled chocolate candy.  I called and got a bag of caramels and turtles for my mother and a box of turtles and toffees for myself.  They are willing to walk it across the street right to my car, so I have like three seconds of exposure to another human.

While waiting for my mother, I continued reading the second book in the Fairie Bones trilogy.  I have not been reading much lately as whatever they did to me a year ago in Methodist Hospital is still affecting my ability to comprehend what I read.  I hate those fucker so much for what they did to me.  And I hate  them even more venomously for refusing to tell me honestly what happened to cause this.  Fucking bastards!

When Mom came out, we went to Culver’s drive through and bought shrimp dinners.  We both got 6 piece shrimp dinners and coleslaw.  I got the onion rings and mom got the cheese curds. I had not eaten anything prior to going, and I had very little for supper last night.  In fact, I can’t believe that I am not thin as a rail as I am eating very little these days.  I just don’t have the motivation to cook or eat.  I suppose I have damaged my metabolism, slowing it down.  Anyhow, I ate the meal and felt like I had just eaten an entire Thanksgiving feast for a family of fifteen.  It wasn’t that much food, but I felt absolutely gorged.  I didn’t eat anything else (except a couple pieces of that delicious chocolate) for the rest of the day.

Before I took her home, I took Mom to the post office to get her mail.  Then we both ate our Culver’s meals in our own homes.  My prescriptions were delivered this afternoon by Fed Ex.  Waylon (the mailman) brought my mail to the door today as the package of shoes I had ordered for my Disney animator dolls came today as well as the third set of bunkbeds for the LeeAnn collection.  The sale flyer for Lerberg’s was in the mail, so I looked through it and made my grocery order for this week.  I will call it in tomorrow. 

 

Wednesday, February 3

Today is Lily’s 80^th birthday.  I called and sang happy birthday to her.  Rhonda and her husband have decided to come spend part of her birthday with her after all.  I was glad as turning 80 is a big milestone.  She should not have to spend it alone.

I had to clean up three piles of Peaches’ puke this morning.  I don’t know what’s going on with her.  Something is not setting well in her tummy.  I gathered up and bagged a bunch of recycling and went through all the stuff on the table next to my recliner.  It was piled high with crap, most of which went into the garbage or the recycling.  My tax stuff has started to arrive, so I put all of it into a ziplock bag to keep it from getting separated by a marauding Peach.

Lily stopped by on her way to Lerberg’s to pick up her Tylenol, some Ellendale Eagles, the Lerberg’s sale flyer, and some Gluten free, Dairy free recipe books I had bought for Lily since Rhonda’s husband is going Gluten and Dairy free.  He claims that everything Lily makes causes him to get sick, and is pretty rude about it.  So, I got her some cookbooks to help her make him food he can eat.  He still denigrates her cooking, but he’s a tRUMPer asshole, so what can you expect?

She brought me a cool whip container of beef and barley soup and some rice krispie bars which I warmed up and ate shortly after she left.  Before she left, she dragged my recycling bin back up to the house.  She found a small Amazon package in my door.  It was the tiny Pictionary game I had ordered.  It is a good size for the LeeAnn or Barbie dolls to “play.”  I love tiny realistic accessories for my dolls.  It is my dream to hire someone to build me a series of room boxes for my different sizes of dolls so I can set them up like they are “living” a “real” life.  I am finding lots of YouTube videos that show how to make realistic looking items for dolls—there are some really nifty food products made of things like polymer clay, air dry clay, paper, and felt.  I just haven’t had the energy/motivation to make anything lately.

 

Thursday, February 4

I called in my grocery order to Lerberg’s and then went online to order a few things from Schwan’s.  I ordered some of their frozen single serve meals for when I have zero motivation.  I have to start eating better.  I suspect a lot of the issues I have been experiencing may be a result of not getting proper nourishment.  I just have zero enthusiasm for anything.  Also, zero motivation.  My house is a dirty, cluttered mess, and I HATE it, but I cannot seem to stir up even enough energy to sweep the floor or straighten the afghan that has fallen into a heap in the chair. 

It was predicted that we could have a blizzard today.  It did snow for a few hours early this morning, but it didn’t amount to much.  And we never did get the high winds they had predicted.  I guess we had a little freezing rain in the early morning hours, so the roads are slick, but I don’t have to go anywhere, so I am unaffected.

Today I HAVE to force myself to clean the litter boxes and clean a bunch of old crap out of the fridge so there will be room for my new groceries.  The floors need to be swept and scrubbed, and my bedding desperately needs to be changed and the bedspread washed.  Everywhere I look, I see filth and clutter.  I want to cry.  Then I want to go back to bed and ignore everything.

 

Comments

[the_godiva]

There is some evidence in the UK that the first shot of the vaccine they are using does protect you to a degree, but no studies on the Pfizer or Moderna, which is what we have now. But I'm hoping all of the vaccines work similarly.

Yes, you probably are slowing your metabolism down. You need to eat a bit more regularly, break it up into little snacks throughout the day if you have to, and then try to be a bit more active. Slowly you will get your metabolism going again. I should talk. I have the same problem and need to do the same thing.

Have you thought of using milk crates? You can line the insides and put wallpaper up, etc. Some are make of wood so they can be stacked and then attached together with glue or screws. That way you can slowly build an entire wall of them as you can afford it. I was looking for milk crates to put my recipe books in while the cabinet above the stove is being taken down and replaced. I wanted plastic but in the search wooden ones also came up.

Looks like the rain we might be getting is slowly disappearing. There was a chance of two days a week from now but today the likelihood is now 35% chance for one day. So it's going to be a dry winter. I suspect it will be a pretty dry Spring too. Oh, we'll get a few storms, but not enough. My water bill is almost $150. I think that's for three months. Maybe two. Not sure how often they bill. I only know it was under $100 before the garden and I started watering everything. Which reminds me. I need to go out and water some more or my seedlings will die. I also need to do another load or two of laundry, then set the dehydrator up to dehydrate some onions.