Going to sleep late has become a habit, I’m afraid. Though I went to bed a little after 9:30, it was probably close to 11 (one side or the other) when I nodded off. I did sleep well, though, thank you very much. There were several potty breaks which is to be expected because I’m still drinking large amounts of water. I woke at 6:45 which isn’t as early as usual and crawled out about 7 to the tune of Twinkle’s moaning.
Remember I had lost seven lubs in seven days? Well, I gained back three in one. I think that was because I was able to eat. Fancy that!
DD posted a picture of her latest creation on Facebook. She said I can share it here.
The eggs can be taken out to turn the nest into a candleholder. Beautiful!
Today has been a better day. I didn’t rush around this morning. The dishes were stacking up higher and higher so I washed more than half of them. That took some energy. As a matter of fact, I was running low on fuel about noon and lay down for a 15 minute power nap. I set the timer for 20 minutes but it took a few of them for me to lose consciousness.
I got up, took a bath, dressed myself and went to the mailbox. My cousin-in-law was out working on his truck so I took him my mail—an ad for HughesNet. I wish they’d lose my address. He took me around and showed me where he’d watered my carrots and arugula and even the sage. At first, he said he didn’t need anything from town but then he decided he did need some Benadryl. He was going to get some money for me but I told him they buy for me. I can buy for him. He said the Squatter thinks Pooky is dead. I guess that’s just as well. He’ll have nothing here to bring him back.
Pulling into my parking spot at Walmart, who did I see but one of my friends from customer service. She was sitting in her car while she was on break. We talked for a minute and I advised her she should quit smoking. She agreed. She was glad I was better. We agreed on that, too.
It wasn’t on the list but I remembered I wanted some starts of cilantro. Going through to the garden center, I was met with lots of other things but no cilantro. I’d have to make another stop. Oh, well.
Next was the pharmacy where I picked up my refund and thanked the pharmacist for his help. I didn’t count it until later and I was shorted a nickel. I won’t protest. After that was Customer Service for the money for the coupon that wouldn’t scan. My friend got back from her break just as I got there but I went to the other line and she didn’t notice it was me until I was ready to leave.
An old friend was shopping and she was that glad to see me. She’d just come from the doctor’s office where she’d had a cortisone shot in her shoulder for bursitis. She said she was on her way to the pharmacy to get a prescription filled that would probably cost a fortune. I told her to go ahead and do it and then check around at the other places and see if there’s a lower price. She was amazed at my condensed version of my experience. I’m probably going to switch pharmacies. My CIL uses the one where the antibiotic was the cheapest and he said everything else is, too.
The stand with the bananas at the other entrance (not the grocery one) had a lone banana. That didn’t bode well. When I went to the grocery side, the display was completely bare. I groaned inwardly. I’d have to stop at Bi-Lo and I really didn’t want to do that today.
I went through and got all of the things on my list and was going toward the rear of the store when I came to the buggies that were filled with stuff for an associate to put back on the shelves. People will decide they don’t want/can’t afford something and put it wherever. Or they’ll be going through the checkout and have to leave something off. Sitting right on top was—a nice bunch of bananas. I grabbed it and thanked the Lord. I wouldn’t have to go anywhere else except to one place that was a quick in and out for the cilantro.
There were no price matches. No coupons. My checkout was painless. I even bagged up the 10 champagne mangos (not Ciruli Brothers, I’m sorry to say) and the avocados to make it easier on the cashier.
The cilantro at the produce place was beginning to bolt. I found one that looked reasonably young and took it in to pay for it. There were two long tables set up. I asked if they were for strawberries. Yes. The first ones would be there tomorrow and the Strawberry Festival Parade is the next day. She said she was thankful she wouldn’t be working. I guess so.
I got home, unloaded and took the Benadryl and a couple other things to my CIL. He said my cousin will be back tomorrow but I noticed her van out there when I planted the cilantro. I also noticed there’s a loose board on the grow box so I put the cilantro farther from the end than I had to begin with. I hope it does okay. It was awfully rootbound and I couldn’t get the plants apart (there are five). It would have been better to plant seed early in the spring.
Oh, I have an appointment for next week at the audiologist’s. She said for me to come back in for another hearing test after I got through with my antibiotics. She thinks my head might have been affected (no smart remarks) along with my lungs because of the way she’s having to adjust my aids.
There are dishes in the sink waiting to be washed but they can stay there. I’m tired and I don’t want to push it and have a relapse. Maybe I’ll go to sleep earlier tonight. That would be nice.
It’s supposed to start raining again tonight. Much more of this and the animals may come marching two by two.