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I had very little sleep last night. Mom's water softener drained noisily from a little after midnight until well after 3 am. Shortly after I moved in here, Mom's drain in the furnace room plugged up and that area flooded...not a by inches, mind you, but enough to wreck the carpet remnants she had in there and any paper items that were on the floor. So, that water noise disturbed me. It sounded like the water was gushing into the furnace room and flowing into the bathroom. I got up and checked several times, but there was not a drop of water anywhere it wasn't supposed to be. Yet, I couldn't fall asleep.
The last time I looked at the clock last night it was nearly 4:30 am.
I suppose I was awake around 9. Mom had come into my room for some reason--I can't remember why. We talked a little and I told her about the water noises. I was seriously thinking about going back to sleep, but I didn't. I got up and got dressed, cleaned the litterboxes and gave the cats food. I putzed with the Facebook Scrabble game for a while. If they don't debug that damned thing, I won't be playing it much longer. It freezes and is a massive pain in the ass. I love playing Scrabble, but I've about had it with the Facebook version.
I've been reading Never Let Me Go, and, while I am enjoying it, it just isn't pulling me into obsessively reading it like some books have.
I went upstairs around noon and had some of my penne and dill salad and a tomato on toast. Then Mom and I sat in the living room a while. She was watching the judge shows, and I was reading my book. She had told me that Lily and Jerry would be coming over and that Lily wanted me to give her another massage. They also needed to get some family history information, and Mom has all kinds of stuff in her Family Tree books.
While Jerry read the questions and Mom and Lily answered, I gave Lily a massage for over an hour. Her back and shoulders were so tense, and her arms where just full of knotted muscles. She was in so much pain with it that even though I was very gentle, she was still yipping and yelping every time I hit an extra sore spot. I could feel that it loosened up some, but not nearly as much as it should have.
When I was done, I could feel the effects on my own muscles all the way up to my elbows. It wasn't pain--it was more like a buzzing/warm feeling...like all the muscles and tissues were activated and pulsing with energy. I hope it was a healing flow from me to her.
After they left, Mom fell asleep watching her judge shows, and I read for quite a while. Then, while Judge Judy was on, I was tired of reading and wanted to sew. So, I came downstairs and worked on my little pirate outfit. Mom came down after a while and played on the computer for a while. She likes to play solitarie on there.
She left at about 5:15 to go to Lily's house as Marge, their Bible study leader, was coming to Lily's house to pray for her for healing and for her surgery next week to be successful. Mom got back again at about 6:30 and we decided to order pizza for supper. We got ground beef and black olive pizza with an order of garlic cheese bread. That stuff is delicious. Probably a heart attack in a box--but boy it tastes amazing.
We watched a couple of episodes of Criminal Minds and then Pawn Stars and American Restoration. It's interesting to see how many different things people have accumulated in their lives. I wish I had something valuable that I could get big bucks from.
I started the Christmas fabric pantsuit for Chryssie. I think when I finish that, I may work on some clothing for the Ideal family. They haven't had anything different to wear for ages. Some of them--the mom, dad, and brother--have NEVER been out of the clothes they were wearing when I got them. Tomorrow, they get stripped and scrubbed. Then we'll see about giving them some garb and a tote to hold them and their stuff.
That's about it. A rather boring and unproductive day.
Today I felt odd. This image came to my mind about myself leaving Triton as a caterpillar, then blossoming into a gorgeous butterfly at ROC--only to have my wings ripped off and my crippled body lying on the sidewalk, twitching and writhing, but still very much alive. Just damaged beyond repair.
It would have been kinder if they had stomped on my body after taking my wings.
Alas. Alas.
In other news, I see there is now a Dumbledore in the Tonner scale compatible with my Tonner dolls. I WANT him. And Professor McGonigal too. And Harry and Ron and Hermoine too, of course. Sigh. That woud be several hundred dollars. I doubt very much that I shall ever own any of them. Sadness.
