I guess I’m officially an old folk. They say, “I have my good days and my bad days” and yesterday was one of my bad ones.
I’d slept okay except for the fact that the pillows under my arms weren’t the same. That doesn’t seem like it should be a big deal but it is. The new one was much better — so much so that I ordered another one. I’d figured it wouldn’t be here before Monday at the earliest or Tuesday at the latest but I was notified that Sunday delivery is available in my area now.
My energy level was zero or close to it. I guess my activities of the day before had sapped what little reserve I had. Looking at the bed, I knew I just couldn’t make it up again if I stripped it so I just straightened it and had to rest after the effort that took.
Black Tom didn’t come to be petted when I did the morning feeding but he jumped on the chair later so I could give him his due. The Catz are a bright spot in my day.
The Cavalry’s wife had posted that the fellowship meal today would be haystacks. She asked for people to let her know what they’d be bringing. I went to the pantry and surveyed what might go with haystacks. I had a 27 ozzie can of chili beans and Sriracha Just Mayo, the latter for the vegans that would appreciate something creamy with their ‘stacks. I posted what I could contribute and said I’d send them if someone would stop by and pick them up. There was no response.
Cuz had said one of them would be by, I thought, later in the week so I put off taking my bath until late afternoon. No one showed up so I guess I misunderstood.
After I’d had my bath, I did launder the few things that needed it and unloaded the top rack of the dishwasher. I started loading it but had to stop and eat. Sabbath came on and I quit for the next 24 hours.
This morning, I was awakened from a sound sleep by the doorbell. It was probably someone coming to pick up the beans and Just Mayo since it was about the right time. They were sitting out along with a couple of coupons for free Silk yogurt I won’t be able to use. I scrambled out of bed and pulled on my ratty robe. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I went to the door. No one was there. I looked around and there was a package in the chair. The postperson had brought my pillow. I got the package and came back in, much to Black Tom’s disappointment.
Crawling back into bed, I went to sleep and had strange dreams about a man who was supposedly on leave from prison (do they do that?). He was getting ready to “go back” and was taking all sorts of food from my supply and putting it in a sack. Before it was over, his being apprehended pointed out the fact that he had, in fact, escaped and wasn’t on leave at all.
When I did get up, my left hip was sore. It’s almost time for the mattress to be flipped and rotated. If I can’t change the bed, how am I going to do that?
Black Tom was the first one to come running when I opened the front door. He and the aunts got fed and petted. BT’s hair is starting to grow back in the bare spots, I’m glad to say.
Eating very seedy blueberries has gotten a bit old. One of “my girls” in the office didn’t like ANY blueberries because of little seeds. I guess she’d never had the ones that don’t have them. I made blueberry/banana pudding by blending blueberries and bananas (what else?) with a little water. It would have been nicer if I’d strained it but it sets up pretty fast.
There was no way I was getting in on live streaming today. I looked at a sermon or two and went to Netflix. There was a movie, “The Book of Esther”. At the beginning, there was a disclaimer that said some things had been deleted and some added for the sake of story-telling. The viewer was encouraged to read the book of Esther in the Bible. Well, they were right. Talk about poetic license! If they’d stuck to the script in the Bible, it would have been much better. Esther is shown catching King Xerxes’ eye as he’s being borne through the streets. Vashti was portrayed as the consummate b*tch and not the virtuous woman that comes across in the Scripture. Nothing was shown about the lavish preparations of the “contestants”. They appeared at the palace and, seemingly, went before the king the same day. After she was chosen, there was a “courtship” scene that appears nowhere. Mordecai’s horseback ride with Haman leading was mentioned in passing. Maybe the budget was too small to afford a horse. Mordecai was portrayed as being a close adviser of the king and not just an old man who sat at the gate. AND Esther presided at only one feast instead of two. The Bible makes it very clear that the king couldn’t rescind the order Haman had sent out in his name but he did today. When Haman was consigned to the gallows he had constructed, everyone gleefully clapped. I got the idea he wasn’t well liked. There was just too much that was added in and too much left out to be anything like the original.
That took up much of the afternoon. I dozed a little, too, and had to pause it.
It’s been a hot day. The temperature in town got up to 96 degrees and it was 80 in the kitchen at one point. I’m glad I’m able to be in the cool but it would be nice to be able to go and do if I wanted. Getting me ready to go anywhere is much like travel with a baby. I have to have the oxygen tank set up and spares brought along in case there’s a long wait at the doctor’s office.
The hour grows late. I must wind this up and go do elsewise.