I woke this morning thinking it was Thursday.
Bob was in bed. His lone patient didn’t show up last night and so he came home.
If Bob is in bed, it has to be Thursday.
The rude reality ‘only Wednesday’ did nothing for my mental acuity.
So I went to work, read the paper, drank some coffee and attempted to recall my reason for being there.
It didn’t go well.
I did begin counting calories this morning. When all else fails, that will take a few pounds off. MyNetDiary is the go-to app for this. Wish me luck. I’ve actually gained weight since becoming gainfully employed and I can’t stand it. Back to square one in my hopscotch game. I’ve been back to square one so many times you’d think I would just accept my diabetic fate and move on. Hate this. Hate that it is such a struggle.
But then very little is really easy.
Thank goodness for friends!
Next on the list is getting my bike out and my swing moved from behind the barn. I’m making a spot for it near the arbor at the back of the house. Wooohoo. Close.
In my recent exhausted state of being, I’ve discovered a few new, entertaining, made for television dramas. Two new ones from Netflix are Orange is the New Black and House of Cards. Add to that HBO’s Newsroom. Newsroom is particularly smart. It is well-timed, amusing, and superbly written. I’m hooked.
Of course Downton Abbey and Game of Thrones are still in my can’t-wait-for-the-new-season list. This list is becoming way too long..especially for someone who hasn’t, in the past, been inclined to watch much TV.
I’m finding that being engaged by entertainment has it’s benefits. It seems some of the mental detritus I accumulate through out the day becomes more manageable. It would appear that I’m accumulating more than I want or need at this point. And there is an added benefit, there is no requirement to engage another human in the activity.
I’m becoming anti-social. Lack of energy? It takes a lot of energy to be social. And some people can suck the atmospheric energy out of a room quicker than a hare can hop on a carrot.
Speaking of hares… the bunnies have yet to achieve killer rabbit status, nor have they become rabbit stew. They are becoming the proud owners of a bunny condo. Apparently Falon found instructions for it on Pinterest and is now in the process of constructing said condo. I can’t wait to be invited to the new digs for dinner.
mmmmm….no doubt it will be salad.
I’m bunny sitting for the remainder of the week. They’re headed to New Orleans for a birthday excursion. Sunday is Falon’s birthday. Wow. Time really does fly.