chochiyo_sama

I could not sleep last night. At 3:30 I got up, threw more laundry into the washer, took laundry out of the dryer and folded it and put it away, and straightened up a bunch of stuff.

I continued in this line of activity until after 5:30 am, at which time I was sufficiently exhausted enough to fall asleep and dream really odd dreams about my great-grandma Smith's house, which was torn down long ago, shortly after her death.

In the dream, it was still there, and I was moving into it. In the dream, I was surprised that so much of her furniture and things were still in the house. It was very stuffy in there, smelling like a house that has set empty for many years.

I discovered that there were three cats living in the house--two orange ones and a black one. They were very sweet and friendly cats, and I felt distressed at the knowledge that I was going to have to try to support six cats financially and emotionally when supporting three is difficult enough. There was no question in my mind that they were going to be staying.

Strangely, much of Grandma's yard had been paved over with strange looking concrete blocks. Also, there were three huge but non-functional fountains where her little vegetable garden used to be.

There was a lot of stuff going on in the dream, but it was all pretty illogical and not worth writing down.

I cancelled my doctor's appointment and mammogram that were scheduled today because I was just too exhausted to get up and go. I ended up sleeping till after 11 am. DeAnn Engvall called me and asked if I wanted to meet her in Owatonna for lunch. I was delighted to accept. I am not used to feeling so hobbled. When I lived on my own, I just got up and LEFT when I felt like it--even if it was just to run to Dodge Center to the Dairy Queen at 9 pm or go to Walmart to just wander around at 6 am.

I did not get much done in the morning before I went to Owatonna to meet DeAnn. Mom was going to go out to LaVonna and Don's house to help LaVonna tell the difference between weeds and flowers.

DeAnn and I had a nice visit over our Chinese buffet. The food was good, but not hot enough for my taste. I had chicken and broccoli stirfry, a 1/2 potato that was filled with some sort of filling that was very tasty, and a portion of vegetable egg fu yung with fried rice. For dessert, I had a bowl of twist ice cream.

Joni texted and called me a few times. She and Jeff are organizing their garage and wated to know if I still had totes to spare. At a little after four pm, they came to mom's and got three big totes, 3-4 little tots with drawers in them, and a bunch of canning jars from mom. That will empty out a couple of shelves in that back room, so there will be more room for me to put some of my stuff as well.

Joni carried my little TV down from the porch for me and also hoisted my tote full of blankets and afghans up into the top closet shelf. Jeff carried down the 35-pack of bottled water that I bought at Walmart last week.

I folded and put away my socks and underpants when they left.
After that I read a few more pages in Outlander, the book I borrowed from Kari. It is pretty good. Even if it is not my standard type of fiction, it is okay. Now I am so tired that I am literally falling asleep as I type this. But I made a commitment to my self to write in my blog every day.

This is really all I have the strength for today. It was neither a productive day nor a complete waste of a day.

Tomorrow I have to work really hard on this room. I did so well on it yesterday. I need to get it at least neat enough so I can get going on some of my other goals.