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Laundry Day Highlights

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Quote of the Day:

“I’m as pure as the driven slush.”

— Tallulah Bankhead

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I wrote in an earlier entry about shared living space.

In sharing space this includes the washer and dryer. In the Henrietta house, I used to separate out the towels, the sheets, the whites, the jeans, T-shirts and delicates. Some times the wash would sit in the washer for more than a couple of hours and the other side of the coin is the load of wash sitting in the dryer for a day.

Well, when you share space with others, this method of washing doesn’t work. Tempers can easily flare if a load of wash isn’t attended to in a timely fashion.

Since moving in the Royal Oak Way house, I need to do the laundry in a timely fashion. The only sorting I do now is between the regular clothes and my delicates. To make a full load of clothes, I put all the regular clothes in one load. A raised eyebrow here, the saving grace is that all our clothes have been washed enough so there is no bleeding of colors onto the whites.

The only problem I have is that with washing clothes all together is that with the different types of cloth, some things dry much sooner than others. I need to keep watch to be able to pull out those clothes that dry quick and pull them out and fold them while the other clothes continue drying.

With sharing space I’ve had to learn to go with the flow and be considerate of others.

mz. em

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Currently Reading:

“The NEW diary” by Tristine Rainer

Loving an Alcoholic” by Jack Mumey

Walking on Alligators” by Susan Shaughnessy

New American Standard Bible” – The Book of Psalms

Hope for Today” by Al-Anon

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Sharing Space

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Quote of the Day:

“If truth is beauty, how come no one has their hair done in a library?”

— Lily Tomlin

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In a previous entry Back From a Walk About I wrote about the four of us are sharing a bedroom.

The sharing in this room is that the cats share their litter from the litter box. Both cats are Maine Coons and they have tuffs of hair between the pads of their paws. The carpet, of course, has the bits and pieces of litter. The top blanket on the bed is black and the litter is obvious. The worst, remember the story of the “Princess and the Pea?” Yes, the litter finds itself into our bed. Eeuuu. That’s probably the worst of sharing in our little room. I don’t think the cats have any complaints about us other than not letting them out of the room.

Sharing a house with others is an experience as well. I need to make sure about laundry day that it doesn’t conflict with the other folks. There is the respect of food in the refrigerator. No eating or drinking of marked containers. Luckily, we don’t have to share a bathroom and this is nice.

One of the pleasant times is when everyone comes home for the day and we meet on the patio to share a libation of our choice and talk about the day. Let’s not forget about the watching of the flora and fauna of the area. Then there’s dinner, the only meal we share. I love the fact that one is the cook who creates meals on most night but when she has other plans for the evening she makes sure there are frozen meals and there are always leftovers to be reheated. There is also the sharing of the computer room. This room holds the owners own computer; then Michael and I need to share between us as we have our own computers. I tend to work during the day and Michael uses his computer in the wee hours of the morning.

All in all, we have good roommates and it is a pleasure sharing space with the people who live here too.

mz. em

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Currently Reading:

“The NEW diary” by Tristine Rainer

Loving an Alcoholic” by Jack Mumey

Walking on Alligators” by Susan Shaughnessy

New American Standard Bible” – The Book of Psalms

Hope for Today” by Al-Anon

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Am I Writing Yet?

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Quote of the Day:

“I’m looking for something to write about, waiting for something to happen. I’m waiting patiently like a hunter in a duck blind, waiting for the ducks to fly over.”

— Joseph Wambaugh

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I like this quote because I am waiting for something to come to me to write about.

I know that my Dad and uncles went ducking hunting. I wasn’t much for getting up early or sitting out in the cold. Sometimes they would come back with ducks and sometimes not.

Now fishing I know. I loved going out with my Dad and uncles to fish along the edge of river, end of a pier or from a boat. I was happy to catch fish but one of the guys had to put a worm on my hook and then take my fish off the hook. Reeling in the fish, now that was pure pleasure. However, I learned from the guys it was okay to sit and be at one with the surroundings. It was one of those moments to enjoy the journey as well as the end results whatever they may be.

When I was in the third and fourth grade we lived in Florida. We lived on the river about a mile from the ocean and our landlady had a pier. Every afternoon after school or anytime during the summer, you would find me out on the pier catching what I could. Being much older, I was able to bait my hook and remove my fish as well. It was fun to harass the crabs with my bait and have them chase my bait around the river bed.

When I did catch fish, the first one was always for the landlady’s cat and the rest were for me. I would slice and dice my fish and freeze what I had just in case I didn’t have any bait. Fish were not finicky about what they would bite on.

Yes, there were days the fish didn’t bite. I was happy to be sitting on the pier and watch the water, the boats going up and down the river and occasionally a shark making its way up river. I found a lot of peace on that pier.

Today has been an easy day. I got some laundry done, turned on the dishwasher so the dishes would be clean when our friend arrives home. I spoke with my Aunt Dorothy, 90 years old. She was home taking it easy as it was 90 degrees outside. She said for June and July it rained most every day.

Michael talked to our friends in Colorado to update them on our status. Michael’s back is doing much better and he organized his side of the room. It looks very nice and roomier now I just need to do my side of the headboard.

I can’t think of much else to say other than to have a good Sunday night.

mz. em

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Currently Reading:

“The NEW diary” by Tristine Rainer

Loving an Alcoholic” by Jack Mumey

Walking on Alligators” by Susan Shaughnessy

New American Standard Bible” – The Book of Psalms

Hope for Today” by Al-Anon

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Plans

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Quote of the Day:

“Have I really pushed the envelope as much as I want to? Not yet. Maybe that’s why I’m still hungry.”

— Steven Spielberg

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Okay, it’s been a couple of days since my last entry, life happens. Thursday was a quiet day for us. Michael’s back is still bothering him and I was still in a blue mood. However, Friday the mood changed for both of us and we did our errands; manicure for me, pick up mail, pick up a prescription, lunch and a stop at the bank.

To take care of my prescriptions I’m slowly moving them to Wally World. What a place! People walk around there like their brains are on pause. Some don’t care how much room they take up in an aisle. I hope this isn’t how they drive their car.

Today, I had planned to be industrious. Ha! We slept in, later I listened to Toby Keith’s newest CD, took care of the cats and watched the Ultimate Fighting Championship’s 100 greatest fights. My favorite, Chuck “the Iceman” Liddell, is a local boy. He was shown in many clips mostly winning but a few losses too. Yes, I’m a warrior at heart but I wouldn’t want to do it personally.

mz. em

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“The NEW diary” by Tristine Rainer

Loving an Alcoholic” by Jack Mumey

Walking on Alligators” by Susan Shaughnessy

New American Standard Bible” – The Book of Psalms

Hope for Today” by Al-Anon

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Quote of the Day:

“It was wonderful to find America, but it would have been more wonderful to miss it.”

— Mark Twain

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Hello everyone!

Since I last wrote in April, wow, can it be that long?

My family and I were evicted out of the house we were renting since we didn’t have enough money coming in to pay for everything.

First there was the packing up of the house. Oh what a job. I tried really hard to let go of things which no longer served me. I threw out some out, gave away some and gifted some to others. I still didn’t get rid of enough. Oh well, maybe I can let go of more when we get to Colorado.

Moving day is next on the agenda. What chaos and I was on my medication. We gave away to friends our washer, dryer and refrigerator. This left more boxes and three motorcycles to move as well. Our fingers were crossed that all our stuff will fit in the storage space we rented.

Finally, it is time to transition to our friend’s house. This means that the four of us (two humans and two felines) are sharing one room. It is a large room and this helped with where to put two litter boxes on one side of the room and food and water dishes on the other. What space is left is for me and Michael. Can you believe it is working out okay?

No one has been killed. The cats are playing together. I make little cubbies for Max as he likes to sneak away from Bailey. I believe Bailey knows where Max is but gives Max his space. Between Michael and me, we are talking more and even after 16 years I believe we are closer now than ever.

Now we are searching for a camper shell so we can proceed to Colorado.

mz. em

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Currently Reading:

“The NEW diary” by Tristine Rainer

Loving an Alcoholic” by Jack Mumey

Walking on Alligators” by Susan Shaughnessy

New American Standard Bible” – The Book of Psalms

Hope for Today” by Al-Anon

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Quote of the Day:

“I love to work, although sometimes I can spend whole days doing nothing more than picking the lint off the carpet and talking to my mother on the phone.”

— Beth Henley

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After cruising many of the pages on Benjamin Franklin, I found this one where he attempts to keep track of being a good person every day. It’s interesting in that Franklin wasn’t any more perfect than the rest of us in the 21st century.

“Virtues

We have divided Franklin’s thirteen virtues into personal and social character traits.

Personal

The eight personal virtues relate to your attitudes toward activities and their challenges. Good personal character traits will better your chances of success in achieving your goals.

Temperance: Eat not to dullness; drink not to elevation.

Order: Let all your things have their places; let each part of your business have its time.

Resolution: Resolve to perform what you ought; perform without fail what you resolve.

Frugality: Make no expense but to do good to others or yourself; i.e., waste nothing.

Moderation: Avoid extremes; forbear resenting injuries so much as you think they deserve.

Industry: Lose no time; be always employed in something useful; cut off all unnecessary actions.

Cleanliness: Tolerate no uncleanliness in body, clothes, or habitation.

Tranquility: Be not disturbed at trifles, or at accidents common or unavoidable.

Social

These five social virtues that Franklin stated concern your attitudes toward people with whom you have dealings. Good social character traits result in other people wanting to do business with you or to have relationships with you.

Silence: Speak not but what may benefit others or yourself; avoid trifling conversation.

Sincerity: Use no hurtful deceit; think innocently and justly, and, if you speak, speak accordingly.

Justice: Wrong none by doing injuries, or omitting the benefits that are your duty.

Chastity: Rarely use venery but for health or offspring, never to dullness, weakness, or the injury of your own or another’s peace or reputation.

Humility: Imitate Jesus and Socrates.”

From:  “Benjamin Franklin’s Thirteen Virtues

I find it interesting after seeing the show about Franklin and the birth of the “Declaration of Independence” the personal lives of the men who brought or tried to bring order to our country.

My feelings are if we attempt to follow these virtues or say the 12 Steps of AA or Al-Anon, our life would be more orderly.

I do know that spring has arrived. No more guessing. Why I say this? I say this is that Bailey’s hair is all over the place. The hair that comes off the bush when I’ve finished grooming him and.  .  . my clothes are covered in hair balls. As much as I like to wear black, gaaaah, the color black show cat hair like no one’s business.

Today, the psychiatrist that I saw prior to Medicare, called me upon my PCP recommendation and Michael and I talked about what is going on with me. Dr. P feels it could be an interaction between the medication I’m taking and the recently increased dosage of another one. I was instructed to back off by 100 mg and to see how I do.

Today’s Fun Kitty Story:  I was sitting in my chair watching television this morning. Max is sleeping with his head on my ankles which are on the ottoman. When I woke up later Bailey was sleeping in my lap stretched out between my legs and both cats were head-to-head. They slowly began to move around and change positions until finally they woke themselves up and headed to the litter box. Of the two cats, Max has the shorter hair but does he put out the heat. I like this since I run on cold. Bailey on the other hand doesn’t have the heat that Max  does but at some point, I feel toasty.

It is getting late and I’m tired, till tomorrow.

mz. em

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Currently Reading:

Lisey’s Story” by Stephen King

“the NEW diary” by Tristine Rainer

Loving an Alcoholic” by Jack Mumey

Walking on Alligators” by Susan Shaughnessy

New American Standard Bible” – The Book of Psalms

Hope for Today” by Al-Anon

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Just Another Day

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Quote of the Day:

“We need a new way of thinking, a new vocabulary. We have nineteenth-century thinking, but technology is so fast. We have to change our brains. That is why I’m so for art, because art will give us a new kind of thinking.”

— Andrei Voznesensky

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The week and weekend has been a rollercoaster in weather. The beginning of the week it was hot and breezy. All windows and slider doors were open. The cats loved it for the fresh air and listening to the birds. It’s fun to listen to each cat chirp at the birds and sit up in attention with big eyes wishing to be outside. When the cats are lying still, the sun shows off the shine of their fur. It does pay off to groom them daily. Their fur is very shiny. We also had breezes which at times were disconcerting.

The worst of the week was someone in the neighborhood conducting a type of construction on their home and this was very aggravating.

Later in the week the temperature dropped and the meteorologists were predicting rain all the rest of the week. However, I never saw a drop of rain. There were overcast days, cool days and windy days. These days did not urge me to open the windows and sliders.

Today being Sunday has been sunny with some breezes. I do believe spring has arrived.

It was a visit to the doctor this week. With the medications I take, my PCP likes to see me every couple of months to make sure everything is cohabiting well. Although, I’m wondering: Dr. L increased one of my meds. I take it at night before I go to bed. So, last night I took my pills, watched a little TV and then got up and bent over to kiss Michael goodnight and the next thing I know, I’m wobbly in the legs and I’m heading for the floor, maybe the coffee table or Michael’s lap. Michael’s lap would have been the softest landing. Instead, the coffee table was the furniture that caught me. OUCH! Michael attempted to lift me up but no luck. I had to hold something and work with Michael to get me off the floor. My legs felt like spaghetti.

The funny part was I woke up later in the night/morning, I find I still had my eye glasses on.

I wake up this morning aching all over. The only area that shows bruising, is my left elbow. I still have sore areas and Michael says it may be a couple of days before the bruising will show. All I can tell you, at any age and especially if you are over 50, don’t fall down.

Tomorrow begins a new week. My expectations are reading more of my books not that five books is too many. I try to do some work in the house and then take one of my books and read pages and then find other things to do in the house. I have no appointments for the week and this pleases me to know ends.

mz. em

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Currently Reading:

Lisey’s Story” by Stephen Kin

“the NEW diary” by Tristine Rainer

Loving an Alcoholic” by Jack Mumey

Walking on Alligators” by Susan Shaughnessy

New American Standard Bible” – The Book of Psalms

Hope for Today” by Al-Anon

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