Sunday, July 14, 2019

Getting a very late start here. It's 10am and I haven't even had my latte yet. The last few nights I've slept so deeply, what a pleasure. I'm not sure what's driving it, but I'll take it.

I enjoyed yesterday's parties, and the eating damage was minimal. The day grew very hot, and I lost my appetite a bit.

Today is also sunny and hot. I have controversy club tonight, the topic is academic cheating. I haven't read the articles yet, but there are a few provocative titles that argue it's not that big of a deal. I'll get at them soon. But first, one of my greatest pleasures: reading the Sunday paper on the porch, uninterrupted.

Quote:Stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.

~Leo Tolstoy

Weight: 138.0
Macros: Calories - 1,308, Carbs - 98, Fats - 39, Protein - 90, Fiber - 29
Sleep: 5 hours
Veggie/Fruit Servings: 4
Water glasses: 2
Exercise: Weeding

Well, phooey! Both of my lawn mowers need to go to the shop now, which will leave me without a mower for least two weeks. Not good, but there's nothing I can do about it, so in the meantime I'll weed all I can and clean house.

This morning I woke up just before midnight, drank some water, watched Netflix for an hour or so, and then got up. FTR, I really hate having to weigh at midnight and report that weight here. Doesn't seem fair.

Once I got up I started cooking -- baking chicken breast tenders for the week and some green beans (with bacon and garlic) and a couple of butternut squashes a neighbor gave me. I'm looking forward to eating everything. And because I can't mow today, when the sun comes up I'm deep cleaning my bedroom and master bath, e.g., cleaning the corners of floors and floorboards with a toothbrush. My name is Ann, and I have a problem.

Yesterday's lunch with my book club friend whose husband died last week was good for us both. The time spent with her confirmed for me that everyone grieves in their own unique way(s), which may, but usually isn't, how I grieve. It's simply not true that anyone who's grieving is "doing it wrong." In bereavement, we each do what we need to do and are compelled to do. I'm learning that lesson pretty hard these days, as I continue to encounter layers of missing my sweetheart and making this transition from Safe-at-Home-Us to Alone-Again-Me.

Today's theme: Taking care of business

P.S. This morning I found an old Camelbak water container in the cupboard and have been using it to force down water. It really is easier -- I've already drunk 4+ glasses of plain water today.

Bummer re the mowers Ann - Just when you start to catch up

Up before midnight girl x I see a nap in your future

Hope you have a good day

Thanks, Shirl. I did have a 45" nap after lunch, but otherwise have been powering and coffeeing through. :)

And I know you feel my pain re the lawn mowers. :)

Glad you had a nap x

I DO feel your pain re mowing. If I could bundle up our tractor and slasher and send it to you I would. Gets it done much quicker than on the ride ons

We are too wet to mow at present. When we are back at the farm in a fortnight - Im hoping for a day without rain so I can weed spray the driveway. The cape weed is out of control

Always something needing doing x

We are at the beach (again). It is sunny and breezy. People watching and boa****ching are a prime sport. I think DH was peeved when I stopped him from swimming far out but he loses his bearings and I'm not a strong enough swimmer to catch him. Supervising his swim is easier at the pond because he stays within the floating line around the swim area but there isn't as much to watch on the beach for him.

DS is not speaking to me due to the disagreement over Memory Care. Sigh...I guess I'll just wait it out.

BIL has waffled back and forth several times about whether he is coming today after calling earlier this week and saying he wanted to spend time with DH. No word today yet at 12:45 pm so I'm guessing he will not come. SIL, her DIL and I wanted to go out to dinner alone but we included DH in the reservation even though BIL originally said he would come (we know how unpredictable he is).

Hard to feel depressed in the sun and with the sound of water but I do find the empty nights after DH goes to bed tough. If I were alone that would probably be the time I would meet a friend for a show but instead I have to stay home alone and read or watch TV.

Ann, I wish I sometimes had that urge to deepclean. But I have rearranged all the closets and am working on clearing junk out of the garage. Next up I'd getting the two sailboats in our backyard OUT.

Have a sunny Sunday!

I do hope DS comes around. I wonder if being an adoptee has any influence on his perception of Paul going into an assisted living situation?

Big Hugs Liz - Hoping DS will come around and have a chat about everything re Memory Care. Its a massive adjustment for you all. Sending my support and strength

A beautiful day! 72 and not a cloud to be seen. I'm smoking a giant pork butt for pulled pork. Tomorrow we are having friends over for dinner to eat the pork (too much stress of will-it-be-done-in-time to smoke day of). The husband has survived lung cancer and a benign brain tumor, but has been besieged by damage to his brain from scar tissue related to the tumor and then damage to other parts of body meds to stabilize the brain including mega-steroids. He's in a wheelchair, has a colostomy bag, shakes like crazy so he has trouble feeding himself. But he is one of the more positive people I know. Pretty incredible to see someone with such a strong will to live and enjoy that life. His wife's life revolves around caring for him. She's a saint. Anyway, he can't get in our house because it's built up so you can't get in without climbing stairs. So we are going to do up my deck for a fancy outdoor dinner party.

Anyway, off to check my pork!

Here's a snap I took this morning of a Monarch sipping from the milkweed...

Beautiful picture Cec - Pork sounds delicious. Hope the visit goes well