I was on course today which means I had time to think about things. This is what I came up with:
Bus rides: a scale of time.
Less than 5 min = Short bus ride
5-15 min = longish
15-30 min = long bus ride
30-60 mins and up = looooooooooong
This was cleverer in my head…
I changed the music in my MP3 player to autumn music. This includes mostly just Radiohead’s “Kid A”, which in my mind is the colour and shape of autumn leaves.
Somehow, despite walking into Oak Bay (which took 35 minutes) I still ended up at Dollar Giant downtown. No matter what I do on Sundays, I always end up at Dollar Giant. Dollar Giant, however, is not the same without Naomi there to harass down each and every aisle. Memories!
I currently am addicted to Animal Cookies from Dollar Giant.
My day today also consisted of Facebook, finishing a real book, (with pages!) (paper pages), Family Guy, clearing off the shelf in front of my kitchen, and then looking at the rest of my house which is a mess. I also watered my plants.
The book I ordered on-line arrived yesterday. I got home and had one of those parcel pick-up tags with my mail. So I thought I’d have to go pick it up on Monday. But the tag said “package in the bax by your door.” I didn’t see a box. But beside my door, at ankle level, is a compartment with a door. It was in there!
This weekend while wandering about the town, I noticed that there were only two varieties of groupings out (besides myself):
1) Couples (a boy and a girl mostly), holding hands. And most of these couples were tall and the girls all had long hair.
2)Groups of three fat ladies, walking slowly along the sidewalk, all in a line so no one could get past. And lots of sidewalks have parked cars on the road beside them so it’s impossible to get around them. Unless one of them looks sheepishly over her shoulder to see what that noise is and steps aside to let me by. That noise was me, cough-talking “fatties get out of my way”.
Then I went home.
The rain was so loud last night it woke me up. It was great.
I finally did my laundry after not doing it for more than 2 weeks. The delay was because I was sick and week. Now I am better and can therefore do laundry, which makes me feel good to have it done.
Yesterday was a bit of a dud day but my reason is just. I went for a walk for the first time since being ill and may have over done it a little, just in that my stamina isn’t quite recovered yet. But I was out before the rains came. I explored Fernwood, making it all the way to their village. So many great houses. More rustic than Fairfield and Rockland, but not dumpy either!
Today I’m trying to write some stuff. Today I’m trying not to watch TV because I did that yesterday, and kindof that’s all I’ve done for the past three weeks and I’m getting so bored of it. The Olympic opening was pretty good though.
Some formuli:
Taking pills while thinking about trees or current state of breathing = *choke choke*
Taking pills while thinking about numbers in any way = smooth going
I have Lisa Loeb’s song in my head.
I am trying not to work myself into a frenzy.
Still sick. Rather, still bogged down with tight chest. Then I started panicking about it at work yesterday and so admitted defeat and came home to rest. Work was fine except for the huffing and puffing from walking down the hall, which, apparently is not actually fine but I totally could handle it for three days.
Proud of self for just requesting that I have today off too, since asthma is one thing but having anxiety about asthma, and then having anxiety about anxiety is a completely different.
I don’t know if I feel better today because all I did was lie around.
Although maybe I wasn’t so out-of-breath when I walked down to the library. That could be because I walked a snail’s pace. I have no patience for this.
Good things: Vanilla Earl Gray tea.
The movie “27 Dresses”
Praline Ice Cream.
I’m sick. It’s not a normal sick where I have to lie in bed and complain for a few days. It’s an annoying sick where I can’t tell I feel bad until i get up and do something, like try to go to work, which I have done for the past couple of days only to have to come home again because I can’t breath.
It started as a sore throat but didn’t progress into a cold or anything, just sank down into my chest so I have my normal can’t breath dealie. What I did yesterday was go to work until noon but really couldn’t walk between my desk and the front office (about 20 steps) without huffing. That I and I was almost lynched for bringing a virus-infected body into the office. No more of that! I’m staying home and eating oatmeal and soup. (Not mixed together, of course.) For the past three days it’s been oatmeal and maca-broccoli because I had an abundance of broccoli. Broccoli is gone now. I might have “maca-pea” today but the very name makes me nervous, but I have many fresh peas and need something to do with them.
I’m trying to read all the zines I have but it’s slow going because some of the text is very small and scrawly.
My “eating table” has turned into a “work table” complete with a little tin full of pens. I shove some of the “work” aside so I can eat, but then it’s so I can “work” and “eat” at the same time.
I’ve been watching all the summer comedies. I don’t know if they’re any “good” or not, all I know is that I laugh at them, or with them or whatever and I can make it through the whole thing without wishing I hadn’t bothered in the first place.
i'll try to be better. i promise 