Yesterday was a better day. I still coughed a lot (today, too) but I had enough energy that I washed up the dishes (and wished once again that I had a dishwasher), changed Twinkle’s cat box and vacuumed. More than once, I had to stop and indulge in a coughing spell. Those are so long and so tiring. Surely I’ll get over the worst of it eventually.
My cousin was nice enough to go to Walmart on her way home and pick up a couple of things for me. One of these days, we’re going to have to sit down and settle up. When I opened the door, she did a double-take. I think she thought I would still be in my robe. I fooled her. I’d had it on earlier but only as an additional layer to help keep out the cold.
The electric bill came. Billing dates were November 22-25 and the amount was a bit over $165. I called City Hall and was told they were out until Monday. Surely that’s a mistake. Three days?? My CIL said theirs has the same span. It has to be an error.
I emailed and asked my friend from church to call the pianist and let her know I would be staying home. I might have been able to go as part of the congregation but there was no way I could sit on the bench and do what needed to be done to play the organ. My incessant coughing would have probably disturbed the services, anyway.
Before I go any further, I had said I would share Genese’s Thanksgiving Wordscraper boards on Thursday night and I didn’t do it. Here’s the first one:
I had to clear the second one of tiles so “THANKS” could be seen:
Now I’m looking forward to seeing what she’ll come up with for Christmas. As much time as there is, she should create some spectacular ones.
Last night, I was getting ready for bed when I spied some wet spots on the bathroom floor. The carpet was/is soaked. I took some hand towels and sopped up as much as I could then went to bed. While I was lying there, I started thinking. That’s known among my children as dangerous. It was 9:40 which is later than I’d normally call anyone but I picked up the phone and rang my cousin. My CIL answered the phone. Yes, he was in bed as was his wife. She took the phone and I told her what was going on. If she could get me the tool to turn the water off at the meter, I’d meet her. She said to give her a few minutes.
I pulled on my robe (!), my coat and shod my feet and went out. She came over and looked at the floor. Maybe I’d spilled some water? No. Had Twinkle been in there? No, I’ve been keeping the door closed. She looked under the sink and there was no evidence of leakage there.
We went out to the meter and watched the little triangle for a long time. It didn’t move. She was at a loss to explain it but said she would check it out on Sunday. I apologized for calling her and getting her out of bed. No problem. She was watching TV and I’d done the right thing. I’m blessed to have good relatives, friends and neighbors. She went home and I went back to bed.
I’ve been trying to control the control on my waterbed heater. It was set perfectly for a long time but it probably got knocked when I was emptying the waste basket or something. Ever since, it’s either been too hot or too cold. I’d taken two hot water bottles to bed with me last night and managed to stay warm. Watch it be too hot tonight.
My warming bath was early today. I watched how I got out of the tub and what I did after to see if I could be the culprit wetting the floor. I don’t think it would be possible to get it that wet when I stand on a thick bathmat to dry off. I left the heater on for a bit to try to dry things out but I don’t think it worked.
Besides my devotions and eating, I spent a lot of the day trying to watch Seventh-Gay Adventists. I could understand most of it but I needed subtitles in some places. They were available on streaming but it was stop and go with it. After several exchanges on Facebook, I found out I could get the file with subtitles to go with the download and I wouldn’t have to try to stream it. I downloaded that file and followed the directions and it worked.
The documentary was nothing like I expected. The only thing it advocates is love and understanding for people who are not born straight. It concentrates on three couples who have ties to the Seventh-day Adventist Church but it could be any church background. While the SDA lifestyle is unique, I’ve seen similar prejudice in people of other denominations or those who profess nothing.
It’s deeply spiritual and moving. I watched it all the way through the credits and saw several names I recognized. I did some sleuthing on the WWW later and discovered that the fears of one of the principals that his parents would lose their jobs because of him were unfounded. I know he is relieved.
If you sign up to watch free by tomorrow night, you can either stream it or download it to watch later. All you have to do is click on the digital download, put in your email address, agree to the terms of service and enter the code “watchfree”. Click on “APPLY” and it will take you to the screen to “REDEEM NOW”. Click on that button and you’re in business. You’ll get an email with a link that will take you back to that page any time you want.
We all know or suspect we know someone who is not straight. It isn’t an easy life to live. Most aren’t “in your face”, though some are. “Normal” people think they’re perverts but, as a general rule, they aren’t. They are trying to live their lives, be accepted for who and what they are and be happy.
It’s been warmer today. I don’t know how accurate it is, but the thermometer says the high here was 56. That’s what it was in the valley, too.
Twinkle is contentedly lying on her heating pad and just as I was typing that, she got up and wandered into the kitchen. Just stick around. Everything can change in an instant.