Busy day today...

I woke up feeling greasy and gritty, but I don't like my mom's shower. It is very narrow and I feel claustrophobic. Also, my knees are so bad that it is hard to stand up for the full length of a shower. So, this morning while mom was at Bible study, I went up and cleaned out her tub which was a disaster due to sitting unused for eons. It was so dusty that when I rinsed it out, it actually made little streamers of mud.

I got it all cleaned up and then took a nice, relaxing bath. It felt so good to feel really clean again.

I made a couple slices of toast for breakfast/lunch and watched some judge shows for a while.

When mom came home, we chatted for a bit, then I sorted out some of the cleaning supplies from my house and brought some of them downstairs to use in my bathroom.

When I got back to my room, I began going through stuff and straightening stuff out. I packed a bunch of barbies into a flat under-bed storage tote and slid them under the bed. I picked up all the crap that had accumulated on the side of the bed, threw all the garbage into a garbage sack, and started a bag of recyclables.

There was a big orange tote full of books, magazines, and miscellaneous stuff. I sorted that out, put the books and magazines in appropriate spots, and put several of my blankets and afghans in the big tote. I may have to take something out as the lid won't seal, but I figured they would store better on the shelf in the top of the closet if they were inside something rather than just laying up there loose.

My Kelly doll, a boy doll which is a relic of my early childhood, was all sticky and dirty, so I took him into the bathroom and scrubbed him down with dish soap and a nail brush. His head is still discolored and a little sticky, but he is a hundred times better than he was. He is lying on my table right now, wrapped in a green hand towel. I just recently ran across some of his clothes, but I have no idea where they are at the moment.

All of my big dolls need a good scrubbing. They got pretty dusty in that spare room.

Once they are all clean and I have some order created in this sea of chaos, I will try to get each of them dressed. I'd like to make them all some new clothes--each having at least one outfit that is appropriate for summer, one appropriate for winter, and then seasonal garments for Halloween, Valentine's day, Christmas, and Easter.

I have tons of fabric. It should be fairly easy to get them all appropriately clothed. I will certainly have enough time on my hands.

My hand drill, dremel, and extra stength power cord are all under the sink. I have not put my cleaning supplies under there yet, but I may do that before I go to sleep, if I can dig myself out from under the pile of cats I seem to be buried alive in.

I came across a ton of laundry that needed to be washed up, so I sorted that. Two loads are washed. One is dry in the dryer. I have two more loads of clothes and then a bedspread and mattress pad and a blanket.

And an afghan. I forgot about that.

I cleaned off my bedside dresser and put my TV with the dvd player built in on it and plugged it in. I watched (really, listened as I was too busy to actually watch) the Planet of the Apes while I worked. I had a basket of clean towels from the last time I did laundry that I had not put away yet, so I got those put away. I cleaned out the bathroom sink, too, as it was pretty grungy.

I wrote out a check for the garbage service and put it in my purse to mail the next time I am out and about.

I feel pretty good about what I got done today. I did a lot of dusting as I put things away.

I noticed that Tyger Lily was licking her butthole today, so that means she has already lost a little weight since I took all the treats away. She wasn't able to reach around to clean herself before because she was too tubby. I feel happy about that.

Peaches is completely her old self again--playful and feisty. I am very happy about that. I was worried about my baby Peach when all she wanted to do was hide and sleep. I would hate to lose her.

I have not had anything for supper and I am rather hungry right now. I may go and commandeer the other half of my mom's Jimmy John's sandwich from yesterday. She went out to lunch with her Bible study group today, and I don't know if she ate anything upstairs or not for supper. If she did, she probably just had toast or cereal.

I wait eagerly all week for Wednesday so I can watch Ghost Hunters. At 6 pm, I left my little lair and set myself up in my recliner for my show. I watched maybe fifteen minutes of it and fell asleep. I woke up after both episodes were all over and the next lame show was on. Sigh.

At least I had a nice rest.

I have a doctor's appointment scheduled for tomorrow, but I think I am going to reschedule it. I was on such a good roll today that I want to keep going. I barely had a walk way through my room at the beginning of the day and it has opened up considerably now. I want to get everything organized so I can begin actually feeling like a normal person again.

Can't think of anything else at the moment. If anything super important comes to me, I will post again. LOL.

Peaches is so much better. Today she even jumped on Tiggy and wrestled with her a little. Her incision doesn't seem to be troubling her at all. It's sealed up and she's been leaping onto things and stretching.

When I had MY hysterectomy, every move I made pulled on the incision and caused me pain--for well over six weeks.

I tried to work in mom's porch today, going through my stuff, but it was so unmercifully hot that I was nauseous and light-headed. I suppose I worked out there more than an hour, but then I came back into the air conditioning and worked in my room for a while.

I finished folding the laundry and got most of it put away. I cleared off the TV stand and put the VCR on it. Haven't plugged it in yet, but that's okay. I will move the TV over there in the morning.

Tammy and Kari are coming over tomorrow to help work on the porch--getting through my stuff and getting rid of a lot more of it. This shit is so difficult.

I will be glad when it is finally done.

I'll have practically nothing of my own any more, but at least I can be at peace.

I think I am going to try to work two hours in the porch every day and at least an hour in my lair every day till things are as they should be.

I would just as soon wait until the weather is cooler to work on the porch, but it is a big deal to mom to have my stuff out there, so everything must go.

I am tired tonight and feeling kind of low. I didn't accomplish a lot today--mainly due to the heat and just feeling down.

I cleaned the cat boxes, sorted through a bunch of Barbie accessories, and watched a couple episodes of Auction Hunters. Mom and I had leftovers for lunch--I had the left over fish and asparagus from Perkins and she had her left over chicken penne from Applebys. We had popcorn for supper.

All my cats are in bed with me right now--snuggled up and exuding "Loving Vibes" from every pore of their fuzzy little bodies.

They are so cute. When I pet them, they reach out a little paw and lay it on my body somewhere.

Tomorrow is my target date for beginning to write every day. I have to at least do that. I was going to start eating better Aug 1 also, but I don't know if I am organized enough to do that right now. I will be going to the store on Tuesday to pick up a few things. Then I can invest in some good groceries for starting on my return to good health trail.

I'll just do the best I can, I guess.

Time for sleeping now. Perhaps I will write a more coherent entry tomorrow.

It is a hot, humid, sucky day. 

But I am cool and (reasonably) content in my house.  I've got crap spread out all around me, and I am trying to establish a small section of order here. 

I am considering taking a run into Walmart--it doesn't matter to me if it is Owatonna or Rochester--to buy some of those organizer drawers--If I can get a five-drawer one, that would be ideal.  Otherwise, I'd just get a couple of three-drawers and stack them.  I have so much CRAP.

Something has to be done about it.

I wish I had the strength of will to SERIOUSLY thin my barbie collection--There is a lady on the Ebay Barbie Bulletin Board whose husband encouraged her to sacrific quantity for Quality.  Thus she has a few really amazing dolls, rather than being like me, with (literally) hundreds of mediocre dolls. 

If I could seriously get into doing OOAK's and selling them, that would take care of the problem pretty quickly--but I don't know that I could ever part with my vintage dolls.  Especially the Skipper sized ones.  I do have a few (very few) vintage dolls that would probably sell for $100 or so.  Don't know that I would ever get much more than that for anything I own....sometimes I think that perhaps it would be good to just sell all those that don't actually "speak" to me in LOUD voices.  Heh heh.

NO, I do NOT actually hear them talking to me.  It is a figure of speech. 

Well, I don't have time to write any more.  DeAnn and I have just decided to go to a movie (The Island) and then to Walmart where I will pick up some organizational devices.  I have to get dressed as I am fresh from the tub, and I have to unload stuff from my car so there is room for the organizational devices.

Kvetch (aka Peter M) is going on holiday by train in Europe, and I will have a sick worry for him in my tummy till he is safely home again--dare I say I have come to love the little stinker as one of my own punkins?  He is like another nephew to me now--and is my adopted Pirate Son. 

God damn all terrorists.

well, I gotta go.

Bye.