I finally got my request for reasonable accommodation approved and now I'm moving to my 4th apartment in the same complex. I'm glad I'm getting out of this basement apartment finally as I know it's been making me feel worse and I think it's making my cats sick as well. I know there must be mold in here as you can't escape it in a damp environment and this apartment certainly is damp.
I originally moved into a second floor apartment with a deck and when climbing stairs became dangerous for me (after falling down them more than once) and waiting over a year I was moved to a first floor apartment. It was smaller that the second floor one and I had to get rid of a piece of furniture from the living room in order to move in there. The building ended up getting an ice dam 2 months after I moved in and I ended up with water damage which was never fixed. I lived there for another year and a half before I got my section 8 to move into a 2 bedroom apartment so my oldest son could finally have his own room. I moved into my third apartment in the middle of August a year ago but from day one it's been bad. The AC doesn't work well, the kitchen fan doesn't work the way it should and the bathroom is so tiny you have to open the door to change your mind. I'm always banging into the wall when I sit on the toilet and I'm not that big yet. Even the kids say they bang the wall when using the toilet.
So now I am moving again in February. Well for the first of the month. I hope I get the keys early so I can start moving stuff in and only have to get people to move the big stuff. The bedrooms are about the same size as the ones I have now but I have an absolutely HUGE walk in closet in the master bedroom and a bathroom you can put at least 10 people in. Oh yeah did I mention it has a deck AND it faces the south so I get sun ALL day long EVERY day. Not just for a month in the late afternoon for about a month. My SAD is going into remission when I move over there. I can't wait to sit in the window and soak up the sun.
I am going to miss a few things about this apartment. My upstairs neighbor is one. We both like the fact that I'm here. I can run (well climb slowly) up the stairs to help him when he need me and I get the pleasure of seeing him every day. He's such a sweet man. He's in that wheel chair for life and can always use any help that he can get. I'm not moving so far away that he can't still call me and I'll come running. No matter what time he calls me, day or night, I'll be there for him. He told me that he likes to sit outside where I'm moving to so we will still see each other. He sits on the walkway outside the apartment I'm moving into to sun himself so we will still see each other every day.
So I sit here counting down the days till I move hoping that we don't get a lot of snow or ice. I will see if I have the money to rent a truck that day to make things easier for who ever has the good (bad) luck to help me move. I can't wait till that day.
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Where are they?
This past week I have been thinking about High School and people I went to school with, wondering where some of them are. If you are reading this and went to High School with me give me a shout and let me know whats up with you.
There is one person in particular I have been thinking about and that is an old boy friend. In school we were just lunch buddies but when we were both out of school we ended up dating. It was one of the best relationships I ever had but as usual I ended up messing it up and am now trying to find him to make amends and to see what he's up to.
There is one person in particular I have been thinking about and that is an old boy friend. In school we were just lunch buddies but when we were both out of school we ended up dating. It was one of the best relationships I ever had but as usual I ended up messing it up and am now trying to find him to make amends and to see what he's up to.
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Winning
Last night the Red Sox won the world series. To tell you the truth I'm actually surprised that they did it. In the past the team has choked when they get close and I've come to expect that from them. I AM very happy that in this series they didn't choke and brought us home the pennant. I also know there are hundreds of thousand other people who are just as thrilled as I am that we won.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Pain and sleep
I'm not sure how to start this post. Other than to explain that last night was on of the worst nights sleep I've had in months. I went to bed early because I couldn't keep my eyes open and I didn't have to stay up for any reason. I also set it in my mind since I didn't have anything on my schedule for today I was going to sleep in past my normal wake up time of 6:30 AM. This was going to be a treat to myself but my body had other things in mind.
Let me explain that I have sleep apnea and use a C-PAP machine at night. Most nights I sleep like the dead and wake up still tired but after I get going in the morning I wake up somewhat and can make it through the day some what awake. I take something to help me wake up in the morning and take something in the afternoon to keep me awake. I drink 8 cups of coffee in the morning to help wake me up and I deal with a lot of pain till the morning meds kick in and lower my pain level. I wake up with a pain level of 8-10 and by the time my meds kick in it drops to a 5 or 6. I'm never without some sort of pain and there are days that I sit here and cry.
Last night was different. I went to sleep around 9:15 only to be awoken at 1:15 with terrible stomach pains. Pain so bad I couldn't lay down on my back or side and go back to sleep. This wasn't my normal pain this was caused by the C-PAP pushing air into my stomach and it getting into my intestines. I was doubled over in pain when I went into the bathroom to pee and kept belching air. There was also air so deep inside me that no matter what I did I couldn't get it to pass and that caused more pain. Try running a hot poker through your insides and that won't even come close to the pain I was feeling. So I got up and sat on the couch crying and waiting for the air to pass further through my system so I could go back to sleep. I turned on the TV and tried to forget the pain and watch what I had DVRed. After about 30 minutes the pain had subsided enough and my eyes wouldn't stay open so I crawled back into bed somewhere after 2AM. I fell back to sleep immediately and slept till once again I was woken up with terrible pain. So here I sit at 8:15 in the morning waiting for things to pass though or come up doubled over in pain. I feel it passing through but it's not moving fast enough for me. I feel like crap and there are things I want to get done today but I'm not sure how much I'm going to get done.
Needless to say because of the pain I didn't get the good sleep I wanted and needed because of pain and on top of all the pain from my stomach I still have to deal with my normal wake up pain.
Oh and I forgot to take my morning meds when I first got up and now it's going to be even longer till my normal pain subsides.
Let me explain that I have sleep apnea and use a C-PAP machine at night. Most nights I sleep like the dead and wake up still tired but after I get going in the morning I wake up somewhat and can make it through the day some what awake. I take something to help me wake up in the morning and take something in the afternoon to keep me awake. I drink 8 cups of coffee in the morning to help wake me up and I deal with a lot of pain till the morning meds kick in and lower my pain level. I wake up with a pain level of 8-10 and by the time my meds kick in it drops to a 5 or 6. I'm never without some sort of pain and there are days that I sit here and cry.
Last night was different. I went to sleep around 9:15 only to be awoken at 1:15 with terrible stomach pains. Pain so bad I couldn't lay down on my back or side and go back to sleep. This wasn't my normal pain this was caused by the C-PAP pushing air into my stomach and it getting into my intestines. I was doubled over in pain when I went into the bathroom to pee and kept belching air. There was also air so deep inside me that no matter what I did I couldn't get it to pass and that caused more pain. Try running a hot poker through your insides and that won't even come close to the pain I was feeling. So I got up and sat on the couch crying and waiting for the air to pass further through my system so I could go back to sleep. I turned on the TV and tried to forget the pain and watch what I had DVRed. After about 30 minutes the pain had subsided enough and my eyes wouldn't stay open so I crawled back into bed somewhere after 2AM. I fell back to sleep immediately and slept till once again I was woken up with terrible pain. So here I sit at 8:15 in the morning waiting for things to pass though or come up doubled over in pain. I feel it passing through but it's not moving fast enough for me. I feel like crap and there are things I want to get done today but I'm not sure how much I'm going to get done.
Needless to say because of the pain I didn't get the good sleep I wanted and needed because of pain and on top of all the pain from my stomach I still have to deal with my normal wake up pain.
Oh and I forgot to take my morning meds when I first got up and now it's going to be even longer till my normal pain subsides.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
End of Summer
Well we're into September now. That means the end of Summer. What a depressing time this is starting to be for me. I don't like fall and winter as it gets cold and then there is the snow to deal with. I don't do well with cold weather with my Fibromyalgia and every year I wish I could move to a warmer climate to wait out the winter. I know I'll never have the money or resourses to own or rent a place in the warmer weather in the winter and a place up here for summer so I'm looking into moving somewhere where I have a little family around and it's warm year round. I know that it may end up being real hot in the summer just so it's warm in the winter and if that's the way I have to have it I'll deal with it the best I can. The most important thing is NO SNOW or real cold weather in the cold part of the year. There has to be a place here in the US where it's not to hot in the summer and not to cold in the winter.
I was going to move to Corpus Christy to be near my dad till he died. That broke my heart and here after a year I'm still grieving over his loss. I still want to move to TX as I have family there but not on the coast but inland. I'd like to live on the Gulf but don't know about the humidity that comes with living there. I think I'd do better where it's dryer so that means inland. I have never met most of my cousins face to face. Sure there was that time when I was 24 that I met most of my Aunt Peggy's kids but I don't remember most of them and I don't think they remember me. I was only there for about 3 weeks and didn't spend a lot of time socializing with much of anyone. I did go out to Lake Waco and spend a day on a rubber raft sunburning myself in an over night trip, then spent the next week or so crying because I'd given myself second degree burns over 95% of my body. I mean between my toes, up my nose, my eyelids and in my ears. I had on an itty bitty teney tiny bikini and did it to myself. I decided to coat myself with baby oil and float around the lake on a clear rubber raft. My fault. I knew I burned easy and shouldn't have stayed out there all day but I was avoiding "family". When I got back to my grandmothers and dads place in Waco later the next day all I could do was try and get comfortable and that wasn't easy. Let me tell you I peeled 4 times before I left TX and when I got off the bus in Florida the driver told me what a beautiful Florida tan I had and I told him yeah I got it in TX and walked away. I have never let myself get that burned again. Now I am photosensitive because of some of the medications I take so I don't stay out in the sun for very long. Long enough to get some vitamin D but not much more. I would rather get my sunlight through the windows than actually going out in it.
To get back to TX and family. I wish I knew that side of the family better. I know I have cousins around the same age as me. I have at least one male cousin and a female one who were born around the same time as me. I have become FB friends with them but we don't really talk. We just pass things back and forth on the computer. I have never had a real conversation with any of them. I'd love to get to know them better but don't know how to start. I'm not good at stuff like that. I can ramble on about nothing (as you can tell) for a long time and never let anyone know what I really want to know or tell them anything important.
I think I've rambled enough today so I'm going to end this the way I started. Summer is over and I'm bummed. I am not looking forward to colder weather and all the things that go with it. I don't want to freeze my ass off again in this crappy apartment again this year.
I was going to move to Corpus Christy to be near my dad till he died. That broke my heart and here after a year I'm still grieving over his loss. I still want to move to TX as I have family there but not on the coast but inland. I'd like to live on the Gulf but don't know about the humidity that comes with living there. I think I'd do better where it's dryer so that means inland. I have never met most of my cousins face to face. Sure there was that time when I was 24 that I met most of my Aunt Peggy's kids but I don't remember most of them and I don't think they remember me. I was only there for about 3 weeks and didn't spend a lot of time socializing with much of anyone. I did go out to Lake Waco and spend a day on a rubber raft sunburning myself in an over night trip, then spent the next week or so crying because I'd given myself second degree burns over 95% of my body. I mean between my toes, up my nose, my eyelids and in my ears. I had on an itty bitty teney tiny bikini and did it to myself. I decided to coat myself with baby oil and float around the lake on a clear rubber raft. My fault. I knew I burned easy and shouldn't have stayed out there all day but I was avoiding "family". When I got back to my grandmothers and dads place in Waco later the next day all I could do was try and get comfortable and that wasn't easy. Let me tell you I peeled 4 times before I left TX and when I got off the bus in Florida the driver told me what a beautiful Florida tan I had and I told him yeah I got it in TX and walked away. I have never let myself get that burned again. Now I am photosensitive because of some of the medications I take so I don't stay out in the sun for very long. Long enough to get some vitamin D but not much more. I would rather get my sunlight through the windows than actually going out in it.
To get back to TX and family. I wish I knew that side of the family better. I know I have cousins around the same age as me. I have at least one male cousin and a female one who were born around the same time as me. I have become FB friends with them but we don't really talk. We just pass things back and forth on the computer. I have never had a real conversation with any of them. I'd love to get to know them better but don't know how to start. I'm not good at stuff like that. I can ramble on about nothing (as you can tell) for a long time and never let anyone know what I really want to know or tell them anything important.
I think I've rambled enough today so I'm going to end this the way I started. Summer is over and I'm bummed. I am not looking forward to colder weather and all the things that go with it. I don't want to freeze my ass off again in this crappy apartment again this year.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
The day after
I had a very busy day yesterday and now there is this sense of NOW WHAT? I did more yesterday than I had done in the last 2 weeks total.
I know I need to do something with the couch and maybe finish unpacking the 2 overnight bags that I used to go out to OH with. One of the bags had things that I would carry in a purse if I needed one that big and the other has food stuff in it. No it doesn't have spoiled food in it, it does have oatmeal that I like and a few other things that I can only get out near my sister. I try and pick up a few things when ever I go out there to have here at home. It doesn't last long when I get it home so maybe that's the reason I haven't unpacked the bag, if I unpack it it means that I'll see the stuff and eat it all up. Maybe I should go ahead and eat it all because I'm heading back out there in 2 weeks and can get more. The nice thing about bringing home food stuff is I don't have to spend cash to get it. I can use my food stamps and that is nice. I guess I can use them all over the United States and PR. I have been reading of people who sign up for state aide in MA then go back to PR and continue to receive their benefits even though they don't live here. There was a big write up in the paper about it a few months ago. I am afraid that by using my benefits in OH I'm going to get shut off but I have a feeling if they look back at my usage and see for the most part I use them in MA then they won't shut me off. But there is that fear in the bad of my mind they will only look at a small period of time and it will be the time I'm out at my sisters.
I did 4 loads of laundry yesterday, made lunch for the youth pastor at church and helped my upstairs neighbor get into bed. That is a very full day for someone who usually sits on the couch all day watching TV. I'm paying for it today and hope that it doesn't get any worse than I'm feeling right now. I do have some pain medication I can take but I don't want to unless I absolutely HAVE to. I'm going to try stretching and ibuprofen first and see how that works before I reach for the narcotics. I don't like taking them in the first place and don't want anyone to say I'm addicted to them in any way shape or form. I only take them when I have to and I don't go to the doctors or emergency room every week with some imaginary pain to get them.
So here I sit wondering what I should do for the day and what I can actually get done. I'm hoping that I can get the bags unpacked and put away so Middy can have her chair back to use to get to the top of the chifferobe. She really doesn't like using the back of the couch to get up there.
So wish me luck in getting things done today. I will be happy if I can get just a little bit done today. Any little thing to make the house look a little better will make me happy.
I know I need to do something with the couch and maybe finish unpacking the 2 overnight bags that I used to go out to OH with. One of the bags had things that I would carry in a purse if I needed one that big and the other has food stuff in it. No it doesn't have spoiled food in it, it does have oatmeal that I like and a few other things that I can only get out near my sister. I try and pick up a few things when ever I go out there to have here at home. It doesn't last long when I get it home so maybe that's the reason I haven't unpacked the bag, if I unpack it it means that I'll see the stuff and eat it all up. Maybe I should go ahead and eat it all because I'm heading back out there in 2 weeks and can get more. The nice thing about bringing home food stuff is I don't have to spend cash to get it. I can use my food stamps and that is nice. I guess I can use them all over the United States and PR. I have been reading of people who sign up for state aide in MA then go back to PR and continue to receive their benefits even though they don't live here. There was a big write up in the paper about it a few months ago. I am afraid that by using my benefits in OH I'm going to get shut off but I have a feeling if they look back at my usage and see for the most part I use them in MA then they won't shut me off. But there is that fear in the bad of my mind they will only look at a small period of time and it will be the time I'm out at my sisters.
I did 4 loads of laundry yesterday, made lunch for the youth pastor at church and helped my upstairs neighbor get into bed. That is a very full day for someone who usually sits on the couch all day watching TV. I'm paying for it today and hope that it doesn't get any worse than I'm feeling right now. I do have some pain medication I can take but I don't want to unless I absolutely HAVE to. I'm going to try stretching and ibuprofen first and see how that works before I reach for the narcotics. I don't like taking them in the first place and don't want anyone to say I'm addicted to them in any way shape or form. I only take them when I have to and I don't go to the doctors or emergency room every week with some imaginary pain to get them.
So here I sit wondering what I should do for the day and what I can actually get done. I'm hoping that I can get the bags unpacked and put away so Middy can have her chair back to use to get to the top of the chifferobe. She really doesn't like using the back of the couch to get up there.
So wish me luck in getting things done today. I will be happy if I can get just a little bit done today. Any little thing to make the house look a little better will make me happy.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Laundry day and lunch
When I went to church last Sunday I invited the youth minister over for a luncheon. I had pretty much decided that I was going to make a hot lunch as I didn't have sandwich meats and our youth minister has a lot going on in the evenings and doesn't always get a hot meal in the evening. So today I'm making pork chops, mashed potatoes and what ever vegetable I find in the cabinate or freezer. Now I've been thinking about seeing how this works out and if it does how I may want to start doing this on a daily basis because by the time it's dinner time (between 5 and 6 PM) I am so tired that I can't think straight or can't stand to make dinner. If I'm going to make it earlier in the day it will also mean that I'm actually getting a meal. I don't always get anything good to eat because at dinner time I'm wiped out from my activities of the day. (yah, sitting on the couch on the computer and watching TV is very tiring) I have been having a bad case of Fibro Fog and of course the Fibromyalgia wipes me out a lot so by the time dinner is supposed to be made it's the last thing I really want to do.
So besides having the youth minister over for lunch I'm also doing laundry. It's not a matter of wanting to do it so much as I have NO choice today. I'm out of clean cloths and need to get stuff washed. I started out doing laundry with the sheets on my bed. I have the spread over at the laundry room to do but am thinking I'll bring over the cloths to do next. I made sure to set the timer when I got back here so I'd know when to go back over to switch the load into the dryer. It always takes longer for the washer to run than it says it does on the washer so I set the timer for 8 minutes longer than the time on the washer. When I get back after the sheets go in the dryer I'll set the timer again for how long the dryer is supposed to go for and when that's done I'll start another load of wash. I have the bed spread that needs to be washed and also a whole load of towels so I'll have washed 4 loads of laundry by the time the day is done. I want to catch the dryer before it goes off because some of the laundry is light and won't take the whole time that you get from putting $1.75 in and I'm hoping to save a little bit of money by drying things till they are dry but not scorching dry. I need to make sure I check the dryer setting to make sure I'm drying on the right cycle as well.
So all in all today will be a busy day. It's already 9:15 and I have a lot to do before my company gets here between 12:30 and 12:45. It won't take me long to cook the pork chops and vegetable. It's the mashed potatoes that take time but if I get everything prepped before hand things will go easier for me. As soon as I finish this I'm going to peel the potatoes and get them in water to soak.
Got interrupted here. As I was heading over to put the next load of laundry into the washer the fire alarm started going off again. I quickly gathered what I might need if there was a fire in the building besides the cats because they are a two person project to get out. Then because I knew that they were going to kick us out till the fire department cleared the building I went to sit outside. Forgetting of course about switching laundry over because what if there really was a fire? Well one of the maintence men came running to check out the building and said there wasn't any fire and went in to shut off the alarm. It took about 20 minutes for the alarms to go off so now I'm back to doing laundry and getting my luncheon going.
So bye for now. I'll write more at some other time.
So besides having the youth minister over for lunch I'm also doing laundry. It's not a matter of wanting to do it so much as I have NO choice today. I'm out of clean cloths and need to get stuff washed. I started out doing laundry with the sheets on my bed. I have the spread over at the laundry room to do but am thinking I'll bring over the cloths to do next. I made sure to set the timer when I got back here so I'd know when to go back over to switch the load into the dryer. It always takes longer for the washer to run than it says it does on the washer so I set the timer for 8 minutes longer than the time on the washer. When I get back after the sheets go in the dryer I'll set the timer again for how long the dryer is supposed to go for and when that's done I'll start another load of wash. I have the bed spread that needs to be washed and also a whole load of towels so I'll have washed 4 loads of laundry by the time the day is done. I want to catch the dryer before it goes off because some of the laundry is light and won't take the whole time that you get from putting $1.75 in and I'm hoping to save a little bit of money by drying things till they are dry but not scorching dry. I need to make sure I check the dryer setting to make sure I'm drying on the right cycle as well.
So all in all today will be a busy day. It's already 9:15 and I have a lot to do before my company gets here between 12:30 and 12:45. It won't take me long to cook the pork chops and vegetable. It's the mashed potatoes that take time but if I get everything prepped before hand things will go easier for me. As soon as I finish this I'm going to peel the potatoes and get them in water to soak.
Got interrupted here. As I was heading over to put the next load of laundry into the washer the fire alarm started going off again. I quickly gathered what I might need if there was a fire in the building besides the cats because they are a two person project to get out. Then because I knew that they were going to kick us out till the fire department cleared the building I went to sit outside. Forgetting of course about switching laundry over because what if there really was a fire? Well one of the maintence men came running to check out the building and said there wasn't any fire and went in to shut off the alarm. It took about 20 minutes for the alarms to go off so now I'm back to doing laundry and getting my luncheon going.
So bye for now. I'll write more at some other time.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Train rides
I spent the last 3 weeks out in Ohio taking care of my sister. She had to have neck fusion surgery where they went in and fused 4 vertabrea. I was told a week before the surgery that this was happening and I had told her when she first thought she was going to have it done that I would come out and help her. So that's what I did for her. I dropped everything that I had planned and went out to help her. That's what sister are supposed to do for each other..........Help.
I'm not going to say it was an easy thing to do because it wasn't. I don't travel well because of not being able to move around a lot on a swaying train. I can get up and walk to the bathroom or go to the dining car but it's not easy. When I get off the train I'm stiff and sore and all I want to do is sleep for 24 hours. I leave here at 12:55 in the afternoon and don't get there till 5:55 the next morning. It a long ride to just sit and for some reason I can't seem to sleep overnight on the train. I do try but I can't get comfortable enough to actually sleep for more than 30 minutes at a time. This time out I was able to sleep for about 5 hours so I wasn't quite as wiped as I usually am when I get to OH. Of course this time out we had a lot of slow downs and ended up not getting into Toledo till 11:30 in the morning which is almost 6 hours behind schedule. There was a lot of rain and flash flood warnings which necessitated the train slowing down to 15 miles an hour which means we were basically going 1/4 of the speed we normally go at. It takes about 45 minutes to an hour to get to the Cleveland station from Toledo and going out it took 3 hours to get to the next station. It was a real long ride because of the delays from rain. Rain is a good thing but not when I travel.
Coming back there were no delays which was nice. I also slept more coming back than I did going out. I had a seatmate who spent quite a bit of time in the cafe' car which left the seat next to me open for anyone else to sit in and I had to tell a few people that the seat was taken and it didn't go over well with some of them. The train was crowded as it was and a lot of people ended up in the cafe' car just to have a place to sit. It got better as we came east and by the time we got past Albany there were a lot more seats for people who got on. My seat mate was a very large man, not that I'm a small woman, and we kept bumping elbows at times when he was sitting in the seat. He ended up getting off in Pittsfield and someone got on in Springfield and sat with me to Worcester. We both got off there. I enjoyed sitting with my first seatmate and talking. I even went with him to the cafe' car and got us both coffee. He is an attorney and it was great to talk to him about everything. There was also a woman, who got on in Cleveland, with 3 children sitting behind me. Seven year old twin boys and an eleven month old girl. The little girl couldn't go to sleep and at time her screaming kept a lot of people awake in our car. I heard a lot of people complaining about her but it wasn't the little ones fault she was tired and couldn't go to sleep. The twins had a lot of things to keep them quiet and you didn't even know they were there most of the time. I felt bad for the poor mother. She tried everything she could to make Elle quiet but not much worked. All in all I can't fault her for her mothering, she is a great mother who was making the best of a bad situation. God bless her. The kids are real cute and maybe I'll see them again. She had a long trip with no help and I felt for her. What she needed when she got off the train was about 24 hours with no children and unfortunately she wasn't going to get that. I wish her well while she's here in MA.
I have to make this trip again in 3 weeks. I'm going back out to OH to help my sister again. She is in dire need of someone who can cart her around. She can find someone to take her to her doctors appointments but just to go out to go out is something she won't have access to. I needed to come home to spend some time with the cats and take care of things here at my house so I came home. I told her I had to be here through the third of the month but would come back out after that and stay for another 2 weeks. That will make it a few days short of 8 weeks since her surgery and by that time she will be able to drive herself around. I'm sure she will be happy when she gets that OK from the doctor. Right now she doesn't have much help around the house either. Her husband tries but she's so particular about how she wants things done that no one can get things done the way she wants them done. I give them both credit for making their marriage work for as long as they have. I hope and pray they keep going. It takes communication and both of them need to get better at it. I can see they are trying.
I hope my next trip out I can bring a pillow with me. I also need to see if I can find the pocket blanket to cover up with as the train cars can get real cold. I'm also going out with one empty or almost empty suitcase because my sister has said we are going to go through her fall cloths and I'm getting a bunch to bring home with me. I can't wait. Every time I go out I come home with an almost completely new wardrobe. It's nice to have new cloths even if they are only new to me. I also want to see if I can get another pair of shoes soon as winter is coming and I'm going to need them. I should get some boots but I'll have to see how things go. Maybe I can talk my sister into getting them for me.
I'm also trying to talk my oldest son into coming out with me. He can probably go to Indiana to visit his cousin and spend some time with him. I hope he will decided to travel with me and we can sit together during the trip. I can always send him to the cafe' car to be able to stretch out or I can go there to let him stretch out. I pray he will come with me. He only has a few days to decide and I hop he comes.
Well that's what happened on the train out and back and my plans for a coming trip. I hope someone reads this so I don't feel like I'm writing this to myself.
I'm not going to say it was an easy thing to do because it wasn't. I don't travel well because of not being able to move around a lot on a swaying train. I can get up and walk to the bathroom or go to the dining car but it's not easy. When I get off the train I'm stiff and sore and all I want to do is sleep for 24 hours. I leave here at 12:55 in the afternoon and don't get there till 5:55 the next morning. It a long ride to just sit and for some reason I can't seem to sleep overnight on the train. I do try but I can't get comfortable enough to actually sleep for more than 30 minutes at a time. This time out I was able to sleep for about 5 hours so I wasn't quite as wiped as I usually am when I get to OH. Of course this time out we had a lot of slow downs and ended up not getting into Toledo till 11:30 in the morning which is almost 6 hours behind schedule. There was a lot of rain and flash flood warnings which necessitated the train slowing down to 15 miles an hour which means we were basically going 1/4 of the speed we normally go at. It takes about 45 minutes to an hour to get to the Cleveland station from Toledo and going out it took 3 hours to get to the next station. It was a real long ride because of the delays from rain. Rain is a good thing but not when I travel.
Coming back there were no delays which was nice. I also slept more coming back than I did going out. I had a seatmate who spent quite a bit of time in the cafe' car which left the seat next to me open for anyone else to sit in and I had to tell a few people that the seat was taken and it didn't go over well with some of them. The train was crowded as it was and a lot of people ended up in the cafe' car just to have a place to sit. It got better as we came east and by the time we got past Albany there were a lot more seats for people who got on. My seat mate was a very large man, not that I'm a small woman, and we kept bumping elbows at times when he was sitting in the seat. He ended up getting off in Pittsfield and someone got on in Springfield and sat with me to Worcester. We both got off there. I enjoyed sitting with my first seatmate and talking. I even went with him to the cafe' car and got us both coffee. He is an attorney and it was great to talk to him about everything. There was also a woman, who got on in Cleveland, with 3 children sitting behind me. Seven year old twin boys and an eleven month old girl. The little girl couldn't go to sleep and at time her screaming kept a lot of people awake in our car. I heard a lot of people complaining about her but it wasn't the little ones fault she was tired and couldn't go to sleep. The twins had a lot of things to keep them quiet and you didn't even know they were there most of the time. I felt bad for the poor mother. She tried everything she could to make Elle quiet but not much worked. All in all I can't fault her for her mothering, she is a great mother who was making the best of a bad situation. God bless her. The kids are real cute and maybe I'll see them again. She had a long trip with no help and I felt for her. What she needed when she got off the train was about 24 hours with no children and unfortunately she wasn't going to get that. I wish her well while she's here in MA.
I have to make this trip again in 3 weeks. I'm going back out to OH to help my sister again. She is in dire need of someone who can cart her around. She can find someone to take her to her doctors appointments but just to go out to go out is something she won't have access to. I needed to come home to spend some time with the cats and take care of things here at my house so I came home. I told her I had to be here through the third of the month but would come back out after that and stay for another 2 weeks. That will make it a few days short of 8 weeks since her surgery and by that time she will be able to drive herself around. I'm sure she will be happy when she gets that OK from the doctor. Right now she doesn't have much help around the house either. Her husband tries but she's so particular about how she wants things done that no one can get things done the way she wants them done. I give them both credit for making their marriage work for as long as they have. I hope and pray they keep going. It takes communication and both of them need to get better at it. I can see they are trying.
I hope my next trip out I can bring a pillow with me. I also need to see if I can find the pocket blanket to cover up with as the train cars can get real cold. I'm also going out with one empty or almost empty suitcase because my sister has said we are going to go through her fall cloths and I'm getting a bunch to bring home with me. I can't wait. Every time I go out I come home with an almost completely new wardrobe. It's nice to have new cloths even if they are only new to me. I also want to see if I can get another pair of shoes soon as winter is coming and I'm going to need them. I should get some boots but I'll have to see how things go. Maybe I can talk my sister into getting them for me.
I'm also trying to talk my oldest son into coming out with me. He can probably go to Indiana to visit his cousin and spend some time with him. I hope he will decided to travel with me and we can sit together during the trip. I can always send him to the cafe' car to be able to stretch out or I can go there to let him stretch out. I pray he will come with me. He only has a few days to decide and I hop he comes.
Well that's what happened on the train out and back and my plans for a coming trip. I hope someone reads this so I don't feel like I'm writing this to myself.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Summer
It's summer now and with that comes hot, humid weather and of course rain. We all need rain and some parts of the country aren't getting all that they need. Other parts are getting more than their fair share. That would be up here in New England. We had a week straight of rain recently and it caused me to have a Fibromyalgia flair. I though it was going away but woke up this morning hurting so badly that I've been sitting here crying since 4AM.
Yes, I've been up since 4. Not by choice mind you. The man upstairs had his niece stay over last night and I'm not sure how it happened but she got locked out of the apartment. No one thought to put the automatic door opener near him so he could open the door for her. She knows I have an emergency key so she came down here and knocked on my door for who knows how long before I came out of my coma sleep and heard her. I know she feels badly because she woke me up but hey what can you do in an emergency? It definitely wasn't the way I wanted to wake up nor was it the time I wanted to get out of bed. I just went in to shut off my alarm that was going off at the time I DID want to get up.
I want to go to church today but I'm not sure if I will make it. My pain level is off the scale and I don't have any extra pain medications that I can take. If I can't get off my butt to get off the couch without crying then how am I going to do in church? My friend who lives next door will probably say he won't go now because I'm not going and that's not right. I think I may have to tell him a white lie to get him to go. He always feels like someone is going out of their way to come and get us even though our ride doesn't have to go to far to come and get us. It's just a matter of passing up the street we usually turn on and drive 1/2 mile further down the main street to get to our street to get us. It only takes an extra 2 minutes to get here if even that. Of course once she gets here she has to wait for my friend and I to walk around the building to get in the car so it takes her an extra 10 minutes before she gets to church. She doesn't mind though and I am very grateful for her wanting to come every week to get us. The Lord has put some pretty special people in my life since I went back to church. I love going and love the people. So to my friend Bob in Framingham that hooked me up with the church here in town I say a great big Thank You!
So I sit here in pain writing this. I don't think there is a part of me that doesn't hurt. Even the ends of my hair hurt and I have to take my braid out as that is pulling on my scalp and that hurts as well. I hate having a chronic pain condition. It's probably made worse because of the bi-polar disorder. Most of problems seem to be made worse because of the bi-polar. When I'm stable things are not bad but when I'm manic or depressed things get blown out of the water. Either I think I'm invincible or I'm as fragile as glass. This is something I have been dealing with for as long as I can remember but it's only been the past 20 years that I have been getting help for it. It wasn't easy to realize that what was going on wasn't normal, I thought everyone felt the way I did, but now that I know I can lead a somewhat normal life. I wish I could go back to work but the anxiety that I get when I leave the house now makes that impossible. So I sit here which makes me depressed and makes the Fibro feel worse. Vicious circle.
Enough depressing talk for now. Let's see how today goes and take it from there. I hope everyone has a great day, week, month. Thanks for listening to me.
Yes, I've been up since 4. Not by choice mind you. The man upstairs had his niece stay over last night and I'm not sure how it happened but she got locked out of the apartment. No one thought to put the automatic door opener near him so he could open the door for her. She knows I have an emergency key so she came down here and knocked on my door for who knows how long before I came out of my coma sleep and heard her. I know she feels badly because she woke me up but hey what can you do in an emergency? It definitely wasn't the way I wanted to wake up nor was it the time I wanted to get out of bed. I just went in to shut off my alarm that was going off at the time I DID want to get up.
I want to go to church today but I'm not sure if I will make it. My pain level is off the scale and I don't have any extra pain medications that I can take. If I can't get off my butt to get off the couch without crying then how am I going to do in church? My friend who lives next door will probably say he won't go now because I'm not going and that's not right. I think I may have to tell him a white lie to get him to go. He always feels like someone is going out of their way to come and get us even though our ride doesn't have to go to far to come and get us. It's just a matter of passing up the street we usually turn on and drive 1/2 mile further down the main street to get to our street to get us. It only takes an extra 2 minutes to get here if even that. Of course once she gets here she has to wait for my friend and I to walk around the building to get in the car so it takes her an extra 10 minutes before she gets to church. She doesn't mind though and I am very grateful for her wanting to come every week to get us. The Lord has put some pretty special people in my life since I went back to church. I love going and love the people. So to my friend Bob in Framingham that hooked me up with the church here in town I say a great big Thank You!
So I sit here in pain writing this. I don't think there is a part of me that doesn't hurt. Even the ends of my hair hurt and I have to take my braid out as that is pulling on my scalp and that hurts as well. I hate having a chronic pain condition. It's probably made worse because of the bi-polar disorder. Most of problems seem to be made worse because of the bi-polar. When I'm stable things are not bad but when I'm manic or depressed things get blown out of the water. Either I think I'm invincible or I'm as fragile as glass. This is something I have been dealing with for as long as I can remember but it's only been the past 20 years that I have been getting help for it. It wasn't easy to realize that what was going on wasn't normal, I thought everyone felt the way I did, but now that I know I can lead a somewhat normal life. I wish I could go back to work but the anxiety that I get when I leave the house now makes that impossible. So I sit here which makes me depressed and makes the Fibro feel worse. Vicious circle.
Enough depressing talk for now. Let's see how today goes and take it from there. I hope everyone has a great day, week, month. Thanks for listening to me.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
After vacation
Here are some highlights of what happened after my vacation.
While riding the train home I got talking to a woman in a wheelchair who was sitting in the handicapped section of the train like me. After hearing her story about being homeless in California and the fact that she was looking for a change and decided to come east to Maine, having to wait 24 hours in Boston's South Station to wait to catch a bus/train to Maine I felt sorry for her and invited her home with me. I didn't check with my ride first and that was wrong of me. I brought this woman home and for the most part for a week things went relatively well. She was up a lot in the middle of the night which in turn woke me up and I was very tired for days. Yesterday morning she woke me up at 2 AM ranting and raving about something and I wasn't able to get back to sleep. The night before we had a thunder storm that knocked out the cable, internet and telephone and when she said she wanted to leave RIGHT then I took my cell phone outside to make a call to get a cab. There wasn't anyone on duty to drive a handicapped van at that time of the morning so I told the cab company that I would call later in the day if I still needed them. I also called the cable company to find out when the cable would be coming back on and of course I got shined on about that. I did tell them however that I wanted a credit for the day that I didn't have my services.
I managed to talk my house guest into staying till later in the morning and thought about trying to go back to sleep but knew it was useless so I just stayed up and got some house cleaning done that needed to be done. I got the whole kitchen cleaned, dishes washed and the dishwasher run which made me feel much better.
To make a long story short my house guest left around 10:30 yesterday morning to go to the train station to catch a train to who knows where. She has a ticket that will take her out of Union Station in Worcester today on the 12:57PM train into Chicago. I am in a way relieved she is gone but worry on the other hand what will happen to her in the 26 hours till she can catch the train out.
I managed to find someone who would be able to sit here while I took a shower yesterday. That was quite a chore to do and was even more tired after I took it than I was before. After getting dressed I came out to sit on the couch to watch TV with my friend and fell through the couch onto the floor. Yes folks I was sitting there with my legs up over my head! It is funny so go ahead and laugh at this time. Thank goodness my friend was able to help me get out of their but it kind of looked like a three stooges movie doing it. I had some extra shelving for my DVD cabinet and am using that to hold me up right now. I need to get to Southbridge to pick up a futon frame that I've been waiting 2 months to have brought to me. I have come to realize that if I wait for them to bring it my couch will fall apart completely before I get it.
I forgot to take my meds last night for some reason when my alarm for it went off and only remembered when it was time to go to bed. I kept wondering why I didn't feel tired and then it hit me. So I took them 2 hours later than usual so this morning I'm dragging butt because the meds are still in my system and since I got up at my usual time I'm still tired.
I'm praying that the day gets better. It's dark, damp and all around a crappy day and all I really want to do is crawl back into bed and sleep but there is to much that needs to be done around the house if I have the energy to do it. I'm going to play it by ear and see how the day goes from here.
While riding the train home I got talking to a woman in a wheelchair who was sitting in the handicapped section of the train like me. After hearing her story about being homeless in California and the fact that she was looking for a change and decided to come east to Maine, having to wait 24 hours in Boston's South Station to wait to catch a bus/train to Maine I felt sorry for her and invited her home with me. I didn't check with my ride first and that was wrong of me. I brought this woman home and for the most part for a week things went relatively well. She was up a lot in the middle of the night which in turn woke me up and I was very tired for days. Yesterday morning she woke me up at 2 AM ranting and raving about something and I wasn't able to get back to sleep. The night before we had a thunder storm that knocked out the cable, internet and telephone and when she said she wanted to leave RIGHT then I took my cell phone outside to make a call to get a cab. There wasn't anyone on duty to drive a handicapped van at that time of the morning so I told the cab company that I would call later in the day if I still needed them. I also called the cable company to find out when the cable would be coming back on and of course I got shined on about that. I did tell them however that I wanted a credit for the day that I didn't have my services.
I managed to talk my house guest into staying till later in the morning and thought about trying to go back to sleep but knew it was useless so I just stayed up and got some house cleaning done that needed to be done. I got the whole kitchen cleaned, dishes washed and the dishwasher run which made me feel much better.
To make a long story short my house guest left around 10:30 yesterday morning to go to the train station to catch a train to who knows where. She has a ticket that will take her out of Union Station in Worcester today on the 12:57PM train into Chicago. I am in a way relieved she is gone but worry on the other hand what will happen to her in the 26 hours till she can catch the train out.
I managed to find someone who would be able to sit here while I took a shower yesterday. That was quite a chore to do and was even more tired after I took it than I was before. After getting dressed I came out to sit on the couch to watch TV with my friend and fell through the couch onto the floor. Yes folks I was sitting there with my legs up over my head! It is funny so go ahead and laugh at this time. Thank goodness my friend was able to help me get out of their but it kind of looked like a three stooges movie doing it. I had some extra shelving for my DVD cabinet and am using that to hold me up right now. I need to get to Southbridge to pick up a futon frame that I've been waiting 2 months to have brought to me. I have come to realize that if I wait for them to bring it my couch will fall apart completely before I get it.
I forgot to take my meds last night for some reason when my alarm for it went off and only remembered when it was time to go to bed. I kept wondering why I didn't feel tired and then it hit me. So I took them 2 hours later than usual so this morning I'm dragging butt because the meds are still in my system and since I got up at my usual time I'm still tired.
I'm praying that the day gets better. It's dark, damp and all around a crappy day and all I really want to do is crawl back into bed and sleep but there is to much that needs to be done around the house if I have the energy to do it. I'm going to play it by ear and see how the day goes from here.
Monday, May 13, 2013
Visiting Family
Once again this year I found myself visiting my sister on our birthday. It's kind of funny that for so many years I hated the fact that I didn't have a birthday to myself but now that I'm in my 50's I think it's kind of special that I can share my birthday with my first birthday present.
It's nice to get away from my apartment and I love taking the train out here to where my sister lives but it has been a trying week so far. My sister isn't a great hostess to start with then you throw in the other stress in her life and it's almost been hell. I don't totally blame her but she could have made things a little better for me.
I don't seem to be able to do anything right in her eyes. If I say I can't do something she gets this look on her face and practically screams "YES YOU CAN. You just don't want to." Well maybe some of the time it is I don't want to but I do have my limitations and she can't seem to except that I know what they are and don't like to push them to far. I have a lot of physical pain and even when I don't push I'm still in a lot of pain. She won't let me just sit and enjoy the world passing by me. I'm expected to be ready to jump when ever she wants to do something whether or not I want to do it.
I love my sister but this may be the last year I come out here to spend our birthday together. Not only did she get on my nerves this trip but she's having problems in her marriage and she has been a bitch with her husband. I know not everyone gets along after 25 years but geesh don't have a full melt down in front of company over the little shit. She said last night if I didn't want to see it to go somewhere else but there isn't anywhere else to go that I can escape what's going on here without getting on a train and coming back home. Believe me there has been a few times in the past few days when I wish I could just hitch hike back up to the train station and wait till the next train heading east comes in. Unfortunately I don't have the money it would take to change my departure date to leave earlier. I am going home on the 16th which is this Thursday and I do believe her husband is going to be very surprised that he's the one who is going to have to take me up to the train depot at 03:00 in the morning to catch the train. I feel bad that he's going to have to do that because it's almost an hours drive up to the train station and then another hour back home and he'll have to go to work that morning as well. I really don't think my sister will haul her fat butt out of bed at 1:30 AM to get me up there in time for the train. Why should I expect her to do that when she hasn't done anything that anyone else has wanted to do the whole time I've been here. I don't even suggest doing things anymore because they just get shot down.
It's been cold here the last couple of days and that just makes me hurt even more. I just want to sit somewhere where it's warm and let that soak into my bones and let it loosen up the muscles. I am going to get into the shower today but even that has a time limit on it AND I can't let the water just run over me while I'm washing my hair as she has to pay for water and it's a waste of water to do that. I don't have to pay for water at home, or heat for that matter so it doesn't matter if I crank the heat and let the water run for an hour if I'm in the mood for that. Here I have 20 minutes in the shower to wash my long hair and bigger than I want body and then get out. Sometimes there just doesn't seem to be enough time to get warmed up before she's banging on the door for me to get out. Then if I take to long drying off and getting dressed she's banging on the bathroom door for me to hurry up and get out because she has to go. There is another half bath/laundry room downstairs that she can use but won't unless she's already down there.
I just needed to let off some steam here today. I love my sister to death and know she would do anything for me at any time. I would do the same for her. It's just been very tense here the past week and that makes me anxious and that in turn makes me take pills for anxiety and pain. I clench up and it causes the pain to get worse. So now I'm done with my bitch session and I'm going to crochet in front of the living room window where the sun comes in to try and warm up a little before I go take a shower. My sister has been down, had a bowl of cereal, saw that the show on BBC is a repeat and gone back upstairs to bed. The half and half for the coffee went bad, seemingly over night and she won't touch coffee without it so she'll be sleepy till she gets her butt in gear to go out for some. I just hope I'm ready to go when she is because she won't wait for me.
It's nice to get away from my apartment and I love taking the train out here to where my sister lives but it has been a trying week so far. My sister isn't a great hostess to start with then you throw in the other stress in her life and it's almost been hell. I don't totally blame her but she could have made things a little better for me.
I don't seem to be able to do anything right in her eyes. If I say I can't do something she gets this look on her face and practically screams "YES YOU CAN. You just don't want to." Well maybe some of the time it is I don't want to but I do have my limitations and she can't seem to except that I know what they are and don't like to push them to far. I have a lot of physical pain and even when I don't push I'm still in a lot of pain. She won't let me just sit and enjoy the world passing by me. I'm expected to be ready to jump when ever she wants to do something whether or not I want to do it.
I love my sister but this may be the last year I come out here to spend our birthday together. Not only did she get on my nerves this trip but she's having problems in her marriage and she has been a bitch with her husband. I know not everyone gets along after 25 years but geesh don't have a full melt down in front of company over the little shit. She said last night if I didn't want to see it to go somewhere else but there isn't anywhere else to go that I can escape what's going on here without getting on a train and coming back home. Believe me there has been a few times in the past few days when I wish I could just hitch hike back up to the train station and wait till the next train heading east comes in. Unfortunately I don't have the money it would take to change my departure date to leave earlier. I am going home on the 16th which is this Thursday and I do believe her husband is going to be very surprised that he's the one who is going to have to take me up to the train depot at 03:00 in the morning to catch the train. I feel bad that he's going to have to do that because it's almost an hours drive up to the train station and then another hour back home and he'll have to go to work that morning as well. I really don't think my sister will haul her fat butt out of bed at 1:30 AM to get me up there in time for the train. Why should I expect her to do that when she hasn't done anything that anyone else has wanted to do the whole time I've been here. I don't even suggest doing things anymore because they just get shot down.
It's been cold here the last couple of days and that just makes me hurt even more. I just want to sit somewhere where it's warm and let that soak into my bones and let it loosen up the muscles. I am going to get into the shower today but even that has a time limit on it AND I can't let the water just run over me while I'm washing my hair as she has to pay for water and it's a waste of water to do that. I don't have to pay for water at home, or heat for that matter so it doesn't matter if I crank the heat and let the water run for an hour if I'm in the mood for that. Here I have 20 minutes in the shower to wash my long hair and bigger than I want body and then get out. Sometimes there just doesn't seem to be enough time to get warmed up before she's banging on the door for me to get out. Then if I take to long drying off and getting dressed she's banging on the bathroom door for me to hurry up and get out because she has to go. There is another half bath/laundry room downstairs that she can use but won't unless she's already down there.
I just needed to let off some steam here today. I love my sister to death and know she would do anything for me at any time. I would do the same for her. It's just been very tense here the past week and that makes me anxious and that in turn makes me take pills for anxiety and pain. I clench up and it causes the pain to get worse. So now I'm done with my bitch session and I'm going to crochet in front of the living room window where the sun comes in to try and warm up a little before I go take a shower. My sister has been down, had a bowl of cereal, saw that the show on BBC is a repeat and gone back upstairs to bed. The half and half for the coffee went bad, seemingly over night and she won't touch coffee without it so she'll be sleepy till she gets her butt in gear to go out for some. I just hope I'm ready to go when she is because she won't wait for me.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Uncomfortable situations
Sorry about this folks but someone has to talk about this.
I got woke up earlier this morning than I wanted to by two things. First was horrible stomach pains and the other was the kitten running all over the bed like his tail was on fire and his a** is catching. Once I got the kitten fed and calmed down he went to sleep but my stomach still hurts and the reason for that is...............................I need to shit.
I know constipation isn't something that most people would blog about but it's something that I've had to deal with almost all of my life. This time it's been since Tuesday since I've gone and I'm so blocked up I'm going to need dynamite to help me go. I've done the laxitive, prunes and salad route till it comes out my ears and nothing is working. It's time to break out the big guns and get some Mag Citrate. That stuff is DYNAMITE in liquid form for people who are constipated. It works and fast but you'll spend a long time on the toilet so if you ever have to use it, take it early in the day when you don't have anything else to do for the rest of the day. Can you say Roto Router anyone?
On a funnier note is the kitten. I've figured out that it's a boy kitten and he's about 9 weeks old now. I wasn't sure for 2 weeks after I got him what sex he was but then all of a sudden BOOM his testicles dropped and it was obvious he was a boy. I'm kind of happy that I have another boy. They are not as tempermental or moody as females, both human and cat. Don't get me wrong I love Midnight but she was such a pain, especially when she was in heat that I was tempted to get rid of her. I didn't but I borrowed the money real quick to get her fixed. She's tempermental even now but not like she was before I got her fixed.
Dumkupf is my other cat, he's a big Tuxedo cat. He's got an attitude especially with other people. He's selective about who he lets pet him and be around him. He has it in for my youngest son for some reason. I mean this cat HATES my youngest son. Yesterday, for example, my son was sitting at the kitchen table on the computer and he put his hand down and Dumkupf went after it like it was a piece of meet and he was a lion. My poor son ended up with some major scratches on his hand and since this isn't the first time it's happened (but it will be the last) I've decided that from now on when my youngest son is here Dumkupf will be locked in my bedroom with a litter box, food and water. I'm not going to worry that my ex is going to take what little visitation I have away from me because of the cat scratching my son. The ex has threatened to do just that.
So I hope this post didn't gross you out. I'll write more about the cats some other time.
I got woke up earlier this morning than I wanted to by two things. First was horrible stomach pains and the other was the kitten running all over the bed like his tail was on fire and his a** is catching. Once I got the kitten fed and calmed down he went to sleep but my stomach still hurts and the reason for that is...............................I need to shit.
I know constipation isn't something that most people would blog about but it's something that I've had to deal with almost all of my life. This time it's been since Tuesday since I've gone and I'm so blocked up I'm going to need dynamite to help me go. I've done the laxitive, prunes and salad route till it comes out my ears and nothing is working. It's time to break out the big guns and get some Mag Citrate. That stuff is DYNAMITE in liquid form for people who are constipated. It works and fast but you'll spend a long time on the toilet so if you ever have to use it, take it early in the day when you don't have anything else to do for the rest of the day. Can you say Roto Router anyone?
On a funnier note is the kitten. I've figured out that it's a boy kitten and he's about 9 weeks old now. I wasn't sure for 2 weeks after I got him what sex he was but then all of a sudden BOOM his testicles dropped and it was obvious he was a boy. I'm kind of happy that I have another boy. They are not as tempermental or moody as females, both human and cat. Don't get me wrong I love Midnight but she was such a pain, especially when she was in heat that I was tempted to get rid of her. I didn't but I borrowed the money real quick to get her fixed. She's tempermental even now but not like she was before I got her fixed.
Dumkupf is my other cat, he's a big Tuxedo cat. He's got an attitude especially with other people. He's selective about who he lets pet him and be around him. He has it in for my youngest son for some reason. I mean this cat HATES my youngest son. Yesterday, for example, my son was sitting at the kitchen table on the computer and he put his hand down and Dumkupf went after it like it was a piece of meet and he was a lion. My poor son ended up with some major scratches on his hand and since this isn't the first time it's happened (but it will be the last) I've decided that from now on when my youngest son is here Dumkupf will be locked in my bedroom with a litter box, food and water. I'm not going to worry that my ex is going to take what little visitation I have away from me because of the cat scratching my son. The ex has threatened to do just that.
So I hope this post didn't gross you out. I'll write more about the cats some other time.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Congradulations
I just want to wish the oldest daughter of my youngest sister congratulations on her marriage. She actually eloped and is having her reception today. It's a small affair and I wouldn't have been able to get there anyway so it's not a problem that she didn't invite me. I just want her to know that I'm happy for her and I wish her love, happiness and many good years. She is a sweet girl and is going places in life. I am very proud of her.
Way to go girl. I love you.
Way to go girl. I love you.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Fibromyalgia
I have been reading all I can about Fibromyalgia. I was diagnosed with it a few years ago and never fully understood all the problems that it brings. Now thanks to reading about it I know wayyyyyyyyyyy to much and keep thinking things are worse than they are. One thing I do know, this fog I've been walking through for the past 5 years or so is being caused by the fibro and it's not going to get any better any time soon.
For those of you with Fibromyalgia you know what I'm talking about. That feeling that your thinking is like looking through a heavy fog. Even writing this is hard. I haven't been able to just sit down and write something without thinking long and hard for quite a while before I do it. I even have written posts and erased them because they don't sound or look quite right. I'll write whole paragraphs and deleted them because they don't look or sound good. It is tough to get out what I want to say or to do what I need to do on a daily basis and today is one of those days.
I have been working on this post for over an hour, typing and deleting, typing and deleting and checking my spelling over and over. My mind is in a complete fog and maybe today isn't a day when I should be doing this.
Last night I didn't get to bed until almost midnight but I still got up when the alarm went off this morning. I was woken up a few minutes before it went off by the kitten playing with my fingers, arm and C-Pap mask. I guess he figured "hey what's a few minutes" and woke me up. That was the last thing I wanted this morning but he's a cat and what a cat wants a cat gets, if you know what I mean. So I got up and first thing after hitting the bathroom was to feed the cats. Of course the kitten made it to the dish first, he has to be the first one fed or he just makes life real hard for everyone else. Then I went to put the coffee on and as soon as I got into the kitchen here comes the kitten to start climbing my leg and making a lot of noise to try and get me to feed him some canned food. I only feed them canned food every other day because I don't want them to get used to having it every day. Besides the kitten doesn't need to eat it because it causes him to have runny poops and that's no fun to clean up out of the litter boxes. Then I came into the living room to wait for the coffee to brew and watch some TV. I have a DVR that I watch everything on. I hate commercials so if there is something on I want to see I DVR it and watch it later. After the coffee was done brewing I got a cup and took my medications. All 14 of them. It seems some days all I do is take medications and I don't eat a thing because I'm full of pills.
Of course the kitten had to put in his two cents and started climbing my leg that was hanging off the couch and generally being a pain in the butt not only to me but to the other two cats as well. He was in rare form this morning and Middy and Dumkupf weren't happy about having the kitten attack them. They are just starting to really tolerate him and this didn't help his case to get them to like him better. He played with the papers on the floor, making me laugh, and was just bouncing off everything like kittens do till all of a sudden he just disappeared. For about and hour and a half I had no idea where he was or what he was doing. I went to the bedroom to look for him but didn't see him in there or under the couch. I have no idea where he was or what he was doing. I finally got up to get my second cup of coffee and low and behold who shows up but the kitten. Now he's curled up next to me on the couch sleeping. He was playing on the floor and with my leg and foot then he just ........................crashed!
I want to do so much today but I can't remember what I wanted to do. I hurt badly and I in such a fog I can't think straight. I need to find out if my medications that I need are in and I can't remember the phone numbers to the pharmacy and doctor's office. So now I have to try and remember where I put the phone books and look up phone numbers. By the way have you seen how tiny the phone books print everything now? Even with my glasses on it's hard to read. I have to try and remember if the doctor's office and the pharmacy have an ad in the book and look there instead of straining my eyes trying to read the listings.
So here I sit, in a fog, not wanting to do anything but needing to do a lot. I've tried writing lists of things I need to do but they just seem to disappear. Somewhere here in my apartment is a stack of paper with my "to do" lists on them. Can you help me find them? Please?
Later, off to do something, even if it's wrong. Hope I don't get lost.
For those of you with Fibromyalgia you know what I'm talking about. That feeling that your thinking is like looking through a heavy fog. Even writing this is hard. I haven't been able to just sit down and write something without thinking long and hard for quite a while before I do it. I even have written posts and erased them because they don't sound or look quite right. I'll write whole paragraphs and deleted them because they don't look or sound good. It is tough to get out what I want to say or to do what I need to do on a daily basis and today is one of those days.
I have been working on this post for over an hour, typing and deleting, typing and deleting and checking my spelling over and over. My mind is in a complete fog and maybe today isn't a day when I should be doing this.
Last night I didn't get to bed until almost midnight but I still got up when the alarm went off this morning. I was woken up a few minutes before it went off by the kitten playing with my fingers, arm and C-Pap mask. I guess he figured "hey what's a few minutes" and woke me up. That was the last thing I wanted this morning but he's a cat and what a cat wants a cat gets, if you know what I mean. So I got up and first thing after hitting the bathroom was to feed the cats. Of course the kitten made it to the dish first, he has to be the first one fed or he just makes life real hard for everyone else. Then I went to put the coffee on and as soon as I got into the kitchen here comes the kitten to start climbing my leg and making a lot of noise to try and get me to feed him some canned food. I only feed them canned food every other day because I don't want them to get used to having it every day. Besides the kitten doesn't need to eat it because it causes him to have runny poops and that's no fun to clean up out of the litter boxes. Then I came into the living room to wait for the coffee to brew and watch some TV. I have a DVR that I watch everything on. I hate commercials so if there is something on I want to see I DVR it and watch it later. After the coffee was done brewing I got a cup and took my medications. All 14 of them. It seems some days all I do is take medications and I don't eat a thing because I'm full of pills.
Of course the kitten had to put in his two cents and started climbing my leg that was hanging off the couch and generally being a pain in the butt not only to me but to the other two cats as well. He was in rare form this morning and Middy and Dumkupf weren't happy about having the kitten attack them. They are just starting to really tolerate him and this didn't help his case to get them to like him better. He played with the papers on the floor, making me laugh, and was just bouncing off everything like kittens do till all of a sudden he just disappeared. For about and hour and a half I had no idea where he was or what he was doing. I went to the bedroom to look for him but didn't see him in there or under the couch. I have no idea where he was or what he was doing. I finally got up to get my second cup of coffee and low and behold who shows up but the kitten. Now he's curled up next to me on the couch sleeping. He was playing on the floor and with my leg and foot then he just ........................crashed!
I want to do so much today but I can't remember what I wanted to do. I hurt badly and I in such a fog I can't think straight. I need to find out if my medications that I need are in and I can't remember the phone numbers to the pharmacy and doctor's office. So now I have to try and remember where I put the phone books and look up phone numbers. By the way have you seen how tiny the phone books print everything now? Even with my glasses on it's hard to read. I have to try and remember if the doctor's office and the pharmacy have an ad in the book and look there instead of straining my eyes trying to read the listings.
So here I sit, in a fog, not wanting to do anything but needing to do a lot. I've tried writing lists of things I need to do but they just seem to disappear. Somewhere here in my apartment is a stack of paper with my "to do" lists on them. Can you help me find them? Please?
Later, off to do something, even if it's wrong. Hope I don't get lost.
Friday, March 29, 2013
Soooooooooo tired
I'm just so tired tonight. I didn't get my full 8 and a half hour of sleep last night because my older son wanted to talk. I don't get him to talk to me often so when he wants to talk I listen. I can't blame him for my crappy nights sleep. I also wasn't tired till late in the evening so I was going to stay up a little later than my usual 10 PM bed time anyway. But because I didn't get my normal amount of sleep and had a busy day now it's 9 PM and I'm slowly doing a crash and burn.
Fridays are typically busy days for me. I have my HHA that comes, the nurse that comes and my therapist that comes all in about 5 hours. Then I try and rest for the rest of the day so when the oldest gets here I am ready to make dinner and clean up from that. Well I ended up having to throw a shower in there and shelp my quadrapaligic upstairs friend to the doctors today and then there was the Easter play at church that I had committed myself to go to. I had missed the Christmas one and really wanted to see this one so not going was out of the question when I was asked to go tonight. It's also being done tomorrow at 2 and 7 but I wouldn't have a ride to get there. I am glad I went.
I had committed to taking my upstairs friend earlier in the week first not knowing that I was going to the play tonight and second not knowing that I wasn't going to get a good nights sleep the night before. I don't mind taking him when he asks me but the motor for the ramp has been broken for quite a while and that means you have to pull it out manually and with my back being out of whack the way it is it's a lot of work and ends up making me hurt real bad. I'm glad he has a motorized wheel chair so I don't have to push him around. He's a great guy and I do care for him. I would give him the shirt off my back if he asked. He's kind to me and lets me use his van if I have short trips to make. Usually without asking for gas money. Now a days that's saying something. Most everyone who will let you borrow a vehicle or take you somewhere wants an outragous amount of money for gas.
Well in two days it's Easter. I hope everyone has a great day and remembers the reason for the season. I'm not going to preach anymore about that.
I'm going to bed now so good night.
Fridays are typically busy days for me. I have my HHA that comes, the nurse that comes and my therapist that comes all in about 5 hours. Then I try and rest for the rest of the day so when the oldest gets here I am ready to make dinner and clean up from that. Well I ended up having to throw a shower in there and shelp my quadrapaligic upstairs friend to the doctors today and then there was the Easter play at church that I had committed myself to go to. I had missed the Christmas one and really wanted to see this one so not going was out of the question when I was asked to go tonight. It's also being done tomorrow at 2 and 7 but I wouldn't have a ride to get there. I am glad I went.
I had committed to taking my upstairs friend earlier in the week first not knowing that I was going to the play tonight and second not knowing that I wasn't going to get a good nights sleep the night before. I don't mind taking him when he asks me but the motor for the ramp has been broken for quite a while and that means you have to pull it out manually and with my back being out of whack the way it is it's a lot of work and ends up making me hurt real bad. I'm glad he has a motorized wheel chair so I don't have to push him around. He's a great guy and I do care for him. I would give him the shirt off my back if he asked. He's kind to me and lets me use his van if I have short trips to make. Usually without asking for gas money. Now a days that's saying something. Most everyone who will let you borrow a vehicle or take you somewhere wants an outragous amount of money for gas.
Well in two days it's Easter. I hope everyone has a great day and remembers the reason for the season. I'm not going to preach anymore about that.
I'm going to bed now so good night.
Monday, March 18, 2013
Baby Kitty
It's been 8 days since I adopted the baby kitty. He went a week not having a name because when I told the boys that I had gotten him they wanted to name him. Both of the boys were here on Saturday so they got together and decided that his name should be Lucky. I know that the perception of black cats is they are the devils pet or they are bad luck but I don't feel that way. I love black cats and to me they are good luck. I know strange but I can't help but love them. Did you know that black cats are more likely to be put to sleep because they are the last ones to be adopted from shelters? or that the only time they do get adopted is around Halloween and then they end up right back where they came from? These poor animals are just looking for someone to love them and because of their color they are going without.
So I adopted a black kitten. He has sort of longish fur and was somewhere between 5 and 7 weeks old when I got him. I'd say closer to 5 than 7. He wasn't litter box trained completely and this past week I have been acting like a mother cat in the sense that when I see him scratching around looking like he's going to go somewhere he's not supposed to I pick him up and put him in the litter box. Once he's in there he does what he's supposed to, thank goodness. It's just been a pain in the butt. I think he's finally gotten the hint and is now going down to the litter boxes outside the bathroom on his own to go. I have caught him once today scratching in a box here in the living room and immediately took him to the litter box where he did his business. Right now he's curled up next to me on the couch just watching what I'm doing and looking for the other 2 cats to see if he can bother them. He likes to go after their tails.
I was actually surprised how quickly the other 2 cats took to the little one. My female took the longest. The big male was like " don't bother me and I won't bother you" took two sniffs of the baby, never growled or hissed and turned his back on him. Even now when the little on gets on the bed at night or when I take a nap he just lays there and lets the baby have run of "His" space. The big male will get down off the bed if the baby tries to go after him but for the most part they are pretty good together. The female is actually playing with the baby now. Sure it's a little rough at times but that's what a mother would do with her kitten anyway to let them know "OK, I've had enough". When she knocks the baby over he usually gets the hint and finds something else to bother for a while. He's cute like that. He plays hard then crashes for an hour or so. Like now. He was just running all over the house and then climbed up on the back of the couch and crashed on the afghan up there till he heard me typing and came to investigate what I was doing. I shooed him off the key board and now he's snuggled against my leg sleeping again.
Last night when I went to bed the baby came in and slept with me. It seems to like going to sleep with me. He doesn't always stay with me the whole night though. Most mornings when I wake up he's out in the living room on the couch sleeping and as I go around the house turning on lights, feeding and watering the cats and making my coffee he follows me. When I'm in the kitchen he makes a lot of noise and tries to climb my leg to get my attention to give him some canned food. I have the 2 big cats on an every other day schedule and that's what I'm going to stick to with the baby as well. He may not like it to much as when I first got him I was giving him canned food 3 to 4 times a day because I didn't have any kitten food but all it did was give him the runs and now he'd rather eat the dry food for the bigger cats instead of his kitten chow. He's doing very well on the dry food and his stool is getting more formed so I cut him back to when I feed the other cats. It doesn't stop him from trying to get me to give him more wet food but I don't give in.
I could go on and on about the adventures of Lucky but I'm going to stop for today. I'm going walking at the mall in about an hour and I can't wait for that. For now though I think I will just sit here and enjoy having a soft warm kitten lay against my leg purring. He's just so darn cute and I'll post some pictures of him in my next blog post. I have to upload them to the computer first.
So I adopted a black kitten. He has sort of longish fur and was somewhere between 5 and 7 weeks old when I got him. I'd say closer to 5 than 7. He wasn't litter box trained completely and this past week I have been acting like a mother cat in the sense that when I see him scratching around looking like he's going to go somewhere he's not supposed to I pick him up and put him in the litter box. Once he's in there he does what he's supposed to, thank goodness. It's just been a pain in the butt. I think he's finally gotten the hint and is now going down to the litter boxes outside the bathroom on his own to go. I have caught him once today scratching in a box here in the living room and immediately took him to the litter box where he did his business. Right now he's curled up next to me on the couch just watching what I'm doing and looking for the other 2 cats to see if he can bother them. He likes to go after their tails.
I was actually surprised how quickly the other 2 cats took to the little one. My female took the longest. The big male was like " don't bother me and I won't bother you" took two sniffs of the baby, never growled or hissed and turned his back on him. Even now when the little on gets on the bed at night or when I take a nap he just lays there and lets the baby have run of "His" space. The big male will get down off the bed if the baby tries to go after him but for the most part they are pretty good together. The female is actually playing with the baby now. Sure it's a little rough at times but that's what a mother would do with her kitten anyway to let them know "OK, I've had enough". When she knocks the baby over he usually gets the hint and finds something else to bother for a while. He's cute like that. He plays hard then crashes for an hour or so. Like now. He was just running all over the house and then climbed up on the back of the couch and crashed on the afghan up there till he heard me typing and came to investigate what I was doing. I shooed him off the key board and now he's snuggled against my leg sleeping again.
Last night when I went to bed the baby came in and slept with me. It seems to like going to sleep with me. He doesn't always stay with me the whole night though. Most mornings when I wake up he's out in the living room on the couch sleeping and as I go around the house turning on lights, feeding and watering the cats and making my coffee he follows me. When I'm in the kitchen he makes a lot of noise and tries to climb my leg to get my attention to give him some canned food. I have the 2 big cats on an every other day schedule and that's what I'm going to stick to with the baby as well. He may not like it to much as when I first got him I was giving him canned food 3 to 4 times a day because I didn't have any kitten food but all it did was give him the runs and now he'd rather eat the dry food for the bigger cats instead of his kitten chow. He's doing very well on the dry food and his stool is getting more formed so I cut him back to when I feed the other cats. It doesn't stop him from trying to get me to give him more wet food but I don't give in.
I could go on and on about the adventures of Lucky but I'm going to stop for today. I'm going walking at the mall in about an hour and I can't wait for that. For now though I think I will just sit here and enjoy having a soft warm kitten lay against my leg purring. He's just so darn cute and I'll post some pictures of him in my next blog post. I have to upload them to the computer first.
Thursday, March 14, 2013
New Kitty
I adopted a new baby kitty on Sunday. I still haven't figured out if it's a boy or girl but am 99% sure it's a boy. He still doesn't have a name though as I'm waiting on the boys to come this weekend to help decide on one for him. I leaning towards Sam, Charlie, Ralph, something like that. The boys on the other had want names like Reaver (oldest sons recommendation) or Tom Cat ( youngest sons suggestion) I'm not crazy about either one. I think however, that no matter what he's just going to end up being called baby kitty because my short term memory sucks and I probably won't be able to remember what the boys end up deciding.
Right now he's trying to get stuff of the computer stand which is hanging over the couch. He's also trying to get onto the computer which I don't want either. Good thing he looses interest quickly or this post may have ended up being a bunch of nonsense. He's now gone back up on the afghan on the back of the couch to take another nap.
I'm not sure where he slept last night. When I went to sleep he was under the blanket curled up next to me. He had chased my big male off the bed but when I woke up the big male was back on the bed on his towel and the baby was no where to be seen.
Every time I head into the kitchen he follows me in there and meows so much it drives me nuts. I know that he only wants some wet food but I decided today to not give him any this morning. I want him to eat more dry food because his poop is very loose and he doesn't make it to the litter box all the time. It seems I spend quite a bit of my day cleaning up messes that he makes. I have 2 litter boxes outside the bathroom and an even smaller on in the living room just for him. I have to make the rounds this morning to find any spots that I may have missed and clean them up.
So here starts the adventures of my new baby. I'll keep you informed as things go on with him. I want to get him fixed real soon but I think he's to young yet as his testicles haven't descended yet. That's why I'm not 100% sure if it's a boy or girl. What ever it is it's definitely going to be bigger than Middy but not as big as Dumkupf. He may be almost as big as the big boy (who weights in over 30 lbs) but I don't think he's going to get quite as fat.
How ever big he does or doesn't get won't matter anyway. I love him and will do my best to make his life as easy as possible.
Right now he's trying to get stuff of the computer stand which is hanging over the couch. He's also trying to get onto the computer which I don't want either. Good thing he looses interest quickly or this post may have ended up being a bunch of nonsense. He's now gone back up on the afghan on the back of the couch to take another nap.
I'm not sure where he slept last night. When I went to sleep he was under the blanket curled up next to me. He had chased my big male off the bed but when I woke up the big male was back on the bed on his towel and the baby was no where to be seen.
Every time I head into the kitchen he follows me in there and meows so much it drives me nuts. I know that he only wants some wet food but I decided today to not give him any this morning. I want him to eat more dry food because his poop is very loose and he doesn't make it to the litter box all the time. It seems I spend quite a bit of my day cleaning up messes that he makes. I have 2 litter boxes outside the bathroom and an even smaller on in the living room just for him. I have to make the rounds this morning to find any spots that I may have missed and clean them up.
So here starts the adventures of my new baby. I'll keep you informed as things go on with him. I want to get him fixed real soon but I think he's to young yet as his testicles haven't descended yet. That's why I'm not 100% sure if it's a boy or girl. What ever it is it's definitely going to be bigger than Middy but not as big as Dumkupf. He may be almost as big as the big boy (who weights in over 30 lbs) but I don't think he's going to get quite as fat.
How ever big he does or doesn't get won't matter anyway. I love him and will do my best to make his life as easy as possible.
Sunday, March 10, 2013
finding my humor
I read a post from someone I admire this morning about changing attitudes and I'm going to work on mine starting today. I didn't start the day out well but from now to the end of this week I'm going to do my best to take the negativity out of my attitude.
I did have a couple of things happen this week that caught me as funny. First was the cat getting sick. To start out with if you don't know I have to kitties. One is an air kitty and the other is a land kitty. Now if you don't know what I mean I'll explain what I mean by air and land kitties. An air kitty likes to be up, on top of things that they probably shouldn't be on but not any where near the ground. Yes they get on the ground to do things but they perfere to sleep up high. I don't know if it's because heat rises and they like the heat or if it's because they like looking down on things. A land kitty likes being down where all the action is. They don't get up in high places but will get on the furniture and beds but spend most of their time on the ground. So there that explains the difference.
Now on Friday night my air kitty was where she really likes to be, up on top of the chifferobe in my living room and all of a sudden I hear that sound, that bad sound. If you have cats you probably know the sound I'm talking about. It's that hucka, hucka, hucka, sound that usually proceeds the cat throwing up. Well I'm sitting on the couch and I hear that sound and realize there isn't a darn thing I can do to get to her to put her on the floor so if she upchucks it's easier to clean up. And then it happens. Bam she projectile vomits right behind the couch. I know doesn't sound funny does it but looking back it's funny now because I was looking for an excuse to move the couch and here it was. It wasn't the reason I WANTED to move the couch but I had to do it now.
After telling the cat thanks for making things difficult for me I go to the kitchen to get the paper towels to clean up the mess. I have to move the coffee table (which is actually more like a trunk that's supposed to house the things I hide under the couch) and pull the couch out to clean up the mess. I grab the corner of the back of the couch and what happens? I put my hand in something that's now cold and slimy. After saying thanks to the cat again I clean it up and get the couch moved. After I get the couch moved I realized that not only did she get it behind the couch she got it in the heater. Thanks again. And down the wall. Thanks again.
Ok lets get it cleaned up. So that's what I set about doing. Once I scrubbed the wall and top of the heater and as best as I could the inside of the heater I got the stuff off the floor and decided since the couch was out I'd clean under it. You never know what you'll find under the couch and boy did I find a treasure trove.
I found all the things that my air kitty has been stealing. She loves to take pens, hair elastics and anything else she can get her paws on off my computer table and hide them on me. Now I've found one of her hiding spots. There were 6 hair elastics, 3 pens and my flash drive that I'd been looking for for about 3 months. there was also a ton of uneaten scraps of food under there. I didn't want to drag the vacuum out to vac so I did the best I could to clean up what was under there and proceeded to get the couch back in place. Some how though I hit the power strip and ended up shutting off the only light in the room and had to fish around in the dark to get it back on only to find out the plug had come out of the strip and I had to figure out how to plug it back in in the dark. Ever tried to do something in the dark? It's not easy to say the least. I have a small flashlight somewhere but do you think I could find it that night when I needed it? You got it, it was missing. Well missing till I got the light plugged back in and then it magically re-appeared. Right where I had left it.
I ended up with a sore back out of it and then what did my beautiful little baby do? She crawled up on the couch in my lap and laid down half in my lap and half on the corner of the couch. How sweet was that? I ended up giving her treats and some canned food to settle her stomach and also gave her some extra loving just because.
The other thing that was funny that happened was with my other cat. I went out last night and joked with the person who took me that when I got home I was going to have to move him off my spot on the couch. Sure enough when I got in and turned the lights on there he was, on the side of the couch where I usually sit, settled in like he wasn't going to go anywhere. I tried talking to him, explaining that it was my spot and after all he had his place on the bed that he could go, so could you please move? He wasn't buying it and gave me one of those looks that only a cat can give that means "You want me to MOVE? Not going to happen." So I took matters into my own hands and tried to move him, which by the way, is like trying to move a 50 pound cement bag. I got the treats out and the bag of cat nip but he just laid there looking at me. So I went over to him with the brush (because he can only stand to be brushed for about 3 minutes then he moves). I start brushing him and all of a sudden he dissapears. He fell into the couch! The spot where I sit is missing some of the supports under it and I sit in a hole. I'm constantly pulling the cushion out of it. So the cat falls in and the look on his face was priceless. I wish I had the camera handy because it really was a Kodac moment. In a matter of seconds he had figured out that wasn't where he wanted to be and it took him 3 tries to jump out of the hole. (He weights in somewhere in the 30 pound range so it's kind of hard for him to get out of small spaces) He gets out, gives me a dirty look and saunters off to the bedroom to ease his bruised ego.
So I laughed over these two episodes this weekend. I guess that means I haven't lost my sense of humor.
So for the rest of the week I'm going to look for the humor in more things. Hope everyone can do the same.
Have a great week and laugh!
I did have a couple of things happen this week that caught me as funny. First was the cat getting sick. To start out with if you don't know I have to kitties. One is an air kitty and the other is a land kitty. Now if you don't know what I mean I'll explain what I mean by air and land kitties. An air kitty likes to be up, on top of things that they probably shouldn't be on but not any where near the ground. Yes they get on the ground to do things but they perfere to sleep up high. I don't know if it's because heat rises and they like the heat or if it's because they like looking down on things. A land kitty likes being down where all the action is. They don't get up in high places but will get on the furniture and beds but spend most of their time on the ground. So there that explains the difference.
Now on Friday night my air kitty was where she really likes to be, up on top of the chifferobe in my living room and all of a sudden I hear that sound, that bad sound. If you have cats you probably know the sound I'm talking about. It's that hucka, hucka, hucka, sound that usually proceeds the cat throwing up. Well I'm sitting on the couch and I hear that sound and realize there isn't a darn thing I can do to get to her to put her on the floor so if she upchucks it's easier to clean up. And then it happens. Bam she projectile vomits right behind the couch. I know doesn't sound funny does it but looking back it's funny now because I was looking for an excuse to move the couch and here it was. It wasn't the reason I WANTED to move the couch but I had to do it now.
After telling the cat thanks for making things difficult for me I go to the kitchen to get the paper towels to clean up the mess. I have to move the coffee table (which is actually more like a trunk that's supposed to house the things I hide under the couch) and pull the couch out to clean up the mess. I grab the corner of the back of the couch and what happens? I put my hand in something that's now cold and slimy. After saying thanks to the cat again I clean it up and get the couch moved. After I get the couch moved I realized that not only did she get it behind the couch she got it in the heater. Thanks again. And down the wall. Thanks again.
Ok lets get it cleaned up. So that's what I set about doing. Once I scrubbed the wall and top of the heater and as best as I could the inside of the heater I got the stuff off the floor and decided since the couch was out I'd clean under it. You never know what you'll find under the couch and boy did I find a treasure trove.
I found all the things that my air kitty has been stealing. She loves to take pens, hair elastics and anything else she can get her paws on off my computer table and hide them on me. Now I've found one of her hiding spots. There were 6 hair elastics, 3 pens and my flash drive that I'd been looking for for about 3 months. there was also a ton of uneaten scraps of food under there. I didn't want to drag the vacuum out to vac so I did the best I could to clean up what was under there and proceeded to get the couch back in place. Some how though I hit the power strip and ended up shutting off the only light in the room and had to fish around in the dark to get it back on only to find out the plug had come out of the strip and I had to figure out how to plug it back in in the dark. Ever tried to do something in the dark? It's not easy to say the least. I have a small flashlight somewhere but do you think I could find it that night when I needed it? You got it, it was missing. Well missing till I got the light plugged back in and then it magically re-appeared. Right where I had left it.
I ended up with a sore back out of it and then what did my beautiful little baby do? She crawled up on the couch in my lap and laid down half in my lap and half on the corner of the couch. How sweet was that? I ended up giving her treats and some canned food to settle her stomach and also gave her some extra loving just because.
The other thing that was funny that happened was with my other cat. I went out last night and joked with the person who took me that when I got home I was going to have to move him off my spot on the couch. Sure enough when I got in and turned the lights on there he was, on the side of the couch where I usually sit, settled in like he wasn't going to go anywhere. I tried talking to him, explaining that it was my spot and after all he had his place on the bed that he could go, so could you please move? He wasn't buying it and gave me one of those looks that only a cat can give that means "You want me to MOVE? Not going to happen." So I took matters into my own hands and tried to move him, which by the way, is like trying to move a 50 pound cement bag. I got the treats out and the bag of cat nip but he just laid there looking at me. So I went over to him with the brush (because he can only stand to be brushed for about 3 minutes then he moves). I start brushing him and all of a sudden he dissapears. He fell into the couch! The spot where I sit is missing some of the supports under it and I sit in a hole. I'm constantly pulling the cushion out of it. So the cat falls in and the look on his face was priceless. I wish I had the camera handy because it really was a Kodac moment. In a matter of seconds he had figured out that wasn't where he wanted to be and it took him 3 tries to jump out of the hole. (He weights in somewhere in the 30 pound range so it's kind of hard for him to get out of small spaces) He gets out, gives me a dirty look and saunters off to the bedroom to ease his bruised ego.
So I laughed over these two episodes this weekend. I guess that means I haven't lost my sense of humor.
So for the rest of the week I'm going to look for the humor in more things. Hope everyone can do the same.
Have a great week and laugh!
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Blizzard of 2013
It's Saturday February 9, 2013 in MA and I'm snowed in. The blizzard hit yesterday with snow starting to fall around 9 in the morning. All in all it hasn't been bad. I didn't lost power or my cable services (TV, television or phone) but heating my apartment has been real hard.
I got a call from one of my best friends earlier today saying he wanted to come over. I told him that wasn't a good idea as the walks haven't been cleared yet and the snow is drifted in some spots as high as 3 feet. I know the snow has been blown and drifted up against my living room window to the point it covers the lower panes of glass. (my living room window is a picture window with lower and upper glass. It is about 5 feet tall and 6 feet wide and is about 18 inches off the floor) There was also snow blown into the hall outside my apartment door and I couldn't open the door to the outside because of a snow drift.
It's bitter cold outside and all that cold is radiating into the apartment. It happens every time it gets cold outside. Nothing I can do about that. I can't wait for the walks to get cleared so I can go out and take pictures of the snow. It will give others in my family who haven't been effected by the snow to see how much we got here. I tried to take some from the hall door but they didn't turn out to well because it was just a sea of white.
I am not crazy about the cold or snow but this has been nice. It's been quiet and peaceful. I do miss seeing my oldest son but he has an opportunity to make some money shoveling snow so I'm happy for him. My youngest won't be out playing in the snow because he had to have a cast put on his wrist yesterday for a hairline fracture from a fall the week before. I do feel bad he won't be able to go out and go sledding as his yard is perfect for it. I know that later this afternoon when things get plowed and snow blown out the kids will be sledding down the hill outside my apartment. They have such fun doing that.
So if you live in New England how did you fair through this blizzard? Was it as bad as the one in 78 or not? The news was saying this may be one for the record books. Do you think it is or not? And what do you think makes it different than the one in 78? Was it because they called a state of emergency early and called for everyone to stay off the roads? I know some of you were out there any way and was wondering if you had fun.
Hope I get some responses to this post. It would be nice to hear how others have fared through this blizzard. I'm sitting here snug as a bug in a rug with heat, power and cable. I feel like one lucky person today.
I got a call from one of my best friends earlier today saying he wanted to come over. I told him that wasn't a good idea as the walks haven't been cleared yet and the snow is drifted in some spots as high as 3 feet. I know the snow has been blown and drifted up against my living room window to the point it covers the lower panes of glass. (my living room window is a picture window with lower and upper glass. It is about 5 feet tall and 6 feet wide and is about 18 inches off the floor) There was also snow blown into the hall outside my apartment door and I couldn't open the door to the outside because of a snow drift.
It's bitter cold outside and all that cold is radiating into the apartment. It happens every time it gets cold outside. Nothing I can do about that. I can't wait for the walks to get cleared so I can go out and take pictures of the snow. It will give others in my family who haven't been effected by the snow to see how much we got here. I tried to take some from the hall door but they didn't turn out to well because it was just a sea of white.
I am not crazy about the cold or snow but this has been nice. It's been quiet and peaceful. I do miss seeing my oldest son but he has an opportunity to make some money shoveling snow so I'm happy for him. My youngest won't be out playing in the snow because he had to have a cast put on his wrist yesterday for a hairline fracture from a fall the week before. I do feel bad he won't be able to go out and go sledding as his yard is perfect for it. I know that later this afternoon when things get plowed and snow blown out the kids will be sledding down the hill outside my apartment. They have such fun doing that.
So if you live in New England how did you fair through this blizzard? Was it as bad as the one in 78 or not? The news was saying this may be one for the record books. Do you think it is or not? And what do you think makes it different than the one in 78? Was it because they called a state of emergency early and called for everyone to stay off the roads? I know some of you were out there any way and was wondering if you had fun.
Hope I get some responses to this post. It would be nice to hear how others have fared through this blizzard. I'm sitting here snug as a bug in a rug with heat, power and cable. I feel like one lucky person today.
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