Random Thoughts of a Disordered Mind

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Staying Busy

My back, shoulders and arms are sore this morning, a sure sign that yesterday’s pool workout was effective.  I’m very happy that my back is not in spasms; I did something to my SI joint about a month ago just getting out of my car.  Major pain from one spot up to most of the left side of the back, which then ebbs back and becomes just tender, and then is fine.  Then I do it again by walking down stairs, or standing up, or something else normal.  The doctor is referring me to physical therapy and my trainer knows what’s going on and is very careful in the movements she allows me to make so I don’t aggravate the back.

I really love my trainer and her style.  She has wonderful energy and so much enthusiasm for helping us be stronger and healthier.  One of her other clients with a session next to mine has become a good friend and the gym generally feels like a more approachable place than it did back even in May.

Yesterday was busy.  Tessie and I slept in until 7:30 after a great sleeping night (low temp and humidity with windows wide open) which felt fabulous.  Training session, followed by a banana split meal replacement shake (250 calories, 30 gms protein) while I went on errands.  Hit Staples (small Rolodex for work), TJ Maxx (coffee only, clothes were meh), bank, Walmart (school supplies to donate plus groceries for me), and the local farm (fresh fruit and veggies).

Today is for house cleaning, weeding out things to take to the Salvation Army, laundry, neighborhood walking, and doing online claiming of missing serials issues.  Yes, that’s a work thing but I can do it here while watching TV, and it needs to be done.  This is the least painful way to do it.

I haven’t been very introspective lately, and am not focused on Big Issues.  Maybe I should be, but I’m just not at the moment.  Just living one day at a time.



Weekend catchup

I’ve been out of touch here for longer than I realized.  But I’ve been busy:

  • Had a cortisone shot in my knee from one doctor, and told my primary care doctor that I wasn’t psychologically ready to consider weight loss surgery.
  • Took a personal day on Thursday to sleep late and do serious hair things that have to last me for 8 weeks (tightening up on expenses means fewer hair visits, though I’m not ready to give up covering the gray).
  • Took the cat to the vet for her shots and to have her claws clipped.  She wasn’t happy but she’s allowing me to cuddle, so maybe she won’t retaliate by peeing on things when I go back to work.
  • Had a professional bra fitting and managed to overcome my embarrassment to actually end up looking and feeling better.
  • Went to the farm and bought four kinds of apples, combining some of each into a big pot of applesauce.
  • Fixed my wobbly bedframe with my nifty new allen wrench set from Home Depot – then rotated the mattress.  It was easier to do that when there were handles on them.  Grrrr.
  • Did 4 loads of wash, cleaning everything I could find that would go in the washer (but not the kind of cleaning the requires, you know, CLEANING).


Indiana Jones and the mundane

The first five minutes of Raiders of the Lost Ark are among the best on film. They set the framework for the story and define the character, and along the way, let you know it’s time to buckle up the seatbelt and just go for a fun ride. Raiders is on TV even as I type, playing in a marathon on the USA network. Tho for some weird reason they showed them backwards.

Since the new Indiana Jones movie opens next weekend, I’m sure this is to get us back into Indy’s world and caught up in his adventures so we’re ready to jump on after 19 years. Can you believe it’s been that long?? Makes me feel old when I realize that the kids on campus weren’t even born when the first movie came out. I’m going to a special law school event showing of the movie, complete with popcorn, since some of it was filmed in our building and it will be fun to see how the local stuff got changed around.

It’s been a pretty quiet day with normal errands such as laundry, grocery shopping, trip to the pharmacy, and cleaning. I despise doing it and usually spend more time procrastinating than actually cleaning. But seeing how much cat fur I picked up was eye opening — and I brush Tessie twice a day and the house is still loaded! I have to keep this under better control with more frequent vacuuming but somehow I’m not sure my brain will get that done. Sometimes I don’t even remember what day it is.

Having gotten all of this good stuff done today, tomorrow I can go out to play. The plan is to get to Indian Well State Park, armed with my trusty camera and maybe a picnic lunch – assuming I don’t get lost. There are hiking trails, not that I’m so good at hiking but surely we can walk too, no? And a beach, though it’s too early (and too cold and too public) to get in a bathing suit. I’m really going to be outdoors, see the waterfall and walk around and take pictures. Should be fun, and it will get me out of the house.

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Quiet Thanksgiving Eve

Pilgrim holding a turkey

The campus was deserted today. Students were already gone with no classes to attend, and the only people I saw around on the streets were staff and there weren’t many of us; faculty were MIA. The air was still and quiet under a gray sky and the leaves still hanging around on the trees and fluttering to the ground below were translucent and almost watered down yellow instead of brilliant gold. Winter is coming.

They released us early and people scattered to the four winds promptly at the stroke of 1:00 to head out of town or home to whip up mountains of food. I needed to kill time before my 5:00 Weight Watchers meeting and knew that if I went home, I would just stay there and not leave again.

So I filled the time with an amble over to the campus bookstore to look at Christmas cards and new books all shiny and interesting, then continued walking on to the health center to pick up my sleep meds, then on to the parking garage. This didn’t eat up a lot of time but it was progress.

Next stop was Home Goods where I found a cute pair of silver Christmas tree earrings long enough to be seen beneath my hair (I rarely wear small earrings now), then happily poked around in the spa products and napped a few Christmas presents. Shhh, don’t tell. Sitting on top of a fancy basket of lotions was a black shearling hat with leopard lining. Miracle of miracles, it fit like a glove – not too tight, not too loose. In just a few weeks, this will come in very handy when I’m out shivering at the bus stop.

There was an Asian mother and child in front of me in line, speaking something exotic and laughing with their friends, and I was reminded how much we take for granted that everyone here will speak English while we rarely bother to learn the languages of anyone else. I don’t think I’m quite up for Chinese but it sounded fun.

I wasted more time at the drug store and then picked up a bottle of Baileys Irish Cream to take tomorrow to my Thanksgiving hostess. The liquor store is three doors down from the WW Center, so I was getting closer to my goal. At 5:00 the waiting — not hordes, but there were at least a few of us — ran in to weigh before skipping the meeting to head for grandmother’s house. I was among them, pleased to have lost 0.6 lbs after some mini-meltdowns this week, but anxious to get home to put my trusty frozen peas on my sore knee.

Tomorrow I can sleep until Tessie insists I get up to show her the food already in her bowl. There’s the Macy’s parade to watch and family to call before I head out to share Thanksgiving with my friends. I’m not going to obsess over the food; I’ll do my best to be reasonable but after all, this is only one meal out of 21 this week. Why let myself get bent out of shape?

I wish you a happy and grace-filled Thanksgiving, wherever you are and however you spend it.