It's been a very very cold day ... screamed for cookies - fresh baked from the oven... NO -- I'm stronger than your average cookie. I have gotten so much better at 'living in the moment' ... I really have. My worrying about stuff that may or may not happen has dwindled considerably. I can NOT do anything about a bunch of stuff... so if I worry? what's in it for me.
nothing. I say.
However, my level of annoyance seems escalated. Annoyance lingers. I can live in the moment and try to go back to before said annoyance but ... well... annoyances are reeeeeal hard to dismiss.
Dr. Weil was on Dr. Oz yesterday and said to breath in to the count of 4 ... hold for 7 counts ... then blow out the mouth to the count of 8 and do this four times.
alrighty... I also count to 10 but when my sleep is interrupted... my disposition gets ugly. I'm very short on patience innately but without sleep? Katy bar the door.
Yesterday morning... m'cat ... this morning? at 4:24 am? husband.... you awake? oh, hell yeah... 28 years we've been married and how many X@&^$!& damn times have you known me to be awake at #$%^&#&& 4:24 in the #@$%^$@&& morning!!!
He's a truck driver y'know... I put the chain on the door at night.... texted me at #$%^&@ 4:24 am to take the &$%^&@ chain off... and then shows up at 9am...!!! I was sleeping soooo beautifully. He never ever does that. If he gets in that early... he just sleeps in his truck! It was dark and cold and I could NOT get back to sleep.... had to reposition the cat barrier thingies and well... I was so #$%^^& pissed that I just got up AGAIN and made coffee at 5:30 A #$%^ M .... been groggy all @#$^&%*! damn day. hate it.
And, I'm here to tell anyone reading this... that he will never ever do that again.... especially after having been awakened the morning before to someone breaking in....
So as the result from an extremely inconsiderate and disrespectful cat and husband... I've had approximately 7 hours sleep in 48 hours... I'm old.. I don't do - no sleep...
I can not go to sleep before 1 or 2 am any longer... when I'm traveling? I have much better hours. I'm exhausted from running and playing all day so when I park Homer to sleep... I like to listen to music and play a little gin rummy on my iPhone and go to sleep... I get up really early --- when the sun comes up! oh, sigh.... can that time please hurry up and get here. The target date is early March. Joe's surgery is Monday and he'll be off work for two weeks and well... if there is a breath of empathy out there from anyone who has taken care of a husband --- for two weeks... seriously... help
This day has been so lovely. .... gawd have mercy ...
I didn't have cookies but I had leftover sugar free angel food cake --- a week old. so pathetic
Sad about Whitney Houston... such a beautiful talent wasted...
I can tell you blog that if I'm awakened tomorrow morning? there will be .... hell ... I say HELL to pay and most likely blood .. eww nah don't do blood but bruises! yes... I don't mind bruising ...
Some days are definitely "cookie days." A piece of broccoli just won't do.
ReplyDeleteI set aside a plate of cookies that I baked for my daughter and her family. I haven't gone by to deliver them, and they haven't dropped by here, so I'm eating them 2 or 3 at a time today. I've never had this kind of addiction before! Have some cookies.
ReplyDeleteGo for the cookies--the whole package! I might go have one after reading your last two posts. Bless your heart, sweetie. Hope you are headed off to bed for a good night's sleep.
ReplyDeleteA girl our age needs her sleep plus some extra for her beauty.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, angel food cake is the best you can do when life hand you a card like that.
I'd be barking too if this happened to me. And about caring for an invalid husband, you have my deepest sympathy Carolyn.
I sure hope that you get some uninterrupted sleep. JB
HAhaaa Manzanita... nah broccoli, although I really like it... just doesn't satisfy the 'need'....
ReplyDeleteMorning, Gypsy ;) ... HAhaaaa... you are such a trim person, I think it's hilarious that you have now experienced a bit of this addiction..
ReplyDeleteIt's hell! I tell ya... hell
Hiya Galen ... ah, yes... I'm such a poor soul... Even a few more posts back, I wrote of having bought myself a tiara and went on a quest for a saint's discount.
ReplyDeleteNo luck yet... but it keeps me busy
Julia! you feeling better? hope so... and well, my beauty needs more than just sleep... sigh
ReplyDeleteand, thanks... he's driving me insane and the surgery isn't until tomorrow... it is outpatient surgery but...
He said -- I'm feeling fine and I'm going in tomorrow and they're going to make me feel bad.
I said... yes...
He said... you had a C-Section and it's going to be like that.
I said ... I guess.
... he's having hernia repair... at least he won't be breastfeeding a precious little one while trying not to scratch the hurting/itchy staples in his gut... HaHaa sigh
men
Carolyn, I tell you that a C section way back then was way worst than what he's going to get. Now a day, the remove things and fix things with just a small incision as compared to the old days.
ReplyDeleteWhen I had my gall bladder removed they cut me up about 6 inches, now it just a tiny incision.
Honestly, men are pathetic little boys afraid of their own shadows. JB
Indeed, Julia … it was an emergency type thing…. I was almost 42 and the doctor panicked! if I had been younger … as I was told later by nurses … they wouldn't have performed the C-section… sigh
ReplyDeleteNowadays more women are having babies much later and there are more statistics proving that we OLD gals can handle it… sigh sigh SIGH sigh sigh
ouch! gall bladder surgery … bad berries… my Mother had that.
At least I got a wonderful night's sleep… as long as I get sleep… my sense of humor will see me through… I think so. ;)