I stayed in bed, not ready to jump up and greet the day. When I did get up, I walked Elsa. I started applying what I learned yesterday in Bikram. I think of pushing the back of my heels/ankle’s (to distinguish between pushing just the back of the heels) back as I stand and as I walk. It makes quite a difference. It engages all the muscles of my legs, my glutes, and my abdominals. All this from just thinking of pushing the back of my heels or ankle back and watching the ripple effect. If I let it ripple all the way, it becomes a mini backbend. I can feel it up to my midback. When I got home, I did my oil rinse, washed the dishes, and drank my two cups of water. I boiled one kettle of water for the weeds.
I called NJ Benefits and Pensions because I haven’t heard from them in a while. Mike had retirement benefits coming from them. They already told me that I was entitled to get survivor’s benefits, but that was the last I heard. The woman told me that I hadn’t filled out some application yet. Really? That doesn’t sound like me. I’m usually, paper in-paper out. I asked her to send me another copy.
I went to Bikram. I started the class on my back because the traction felt good. I could feel the whole surface of my back, making contact with the floor when I lay there with my legs bent. This is new; it means my curvature is straightening out a bit. I observed how the opening breathing exercise affected my body while lying on the floor instead of standing up to do it. After completing the first asana, I stood up to do the rest of the class as I regularly do it.
I went home directly after class. I was up for doing some gardening. The yard hasn’t been trimmed since the end of January. We have gardeners who work on most of the property, B weed whacks the lower ¼ to 1/3 of the property, and I do the open back lanai off our bedroom and bathroom. I trimmed the bougainvillea that were badly overgrown. 8-foot stalks were coming out of the bush. I worked on that until I had filled the bucket with greens.
I also did three kettles worth of boiling water for my weeds in the front of the yard. I tried to pull out a large weed growing in the middle of one of my other plantings. I wasn’t strong enough to get it out. I will have to cut it and treat it with Clorox to kill it. I paint the cut stem with Clorox. It does the job without spreading too much toxicity around.
I printed a copy of the math standards for Hawaii for my student. Because she has missed so much school, I want to cover the full curriculum to figure out what she doesn’t know, and I need to cover. I have already found that she missed the lessons on place value and has trouble with subtraction with regrouping. She learns what she is taught quickly, but there’s a lot she’s missed.
From the stories she tells, I gather her parents are loving people, but not very responsible since they didn’t send her to school regularly. Whatever they did or are, they have one amazing daughter. I don’t know many parents that have a child as put together as this one. She is kind, thoughtful, persevering, bright, diligent, friendly, responsible, unassuming, etc. I could go on with an even longer list.
I worked on the blog. I was so tired, I couldn’t concentrate on what I was doing. I went down for a nap. I set the alarm for 2:45 because I was expecting my tutoring student at 3. I woke up an hour later. Yvette came up and helped me set up the Square so I could send out an invoice to my healing client, so I could be paid. I doubt I will remember all the steps. If I use it often enough, I will, but it will take some time. The student’s aunt texted me to says she couldn’t make it today because she couldn’t find a ride for her. I needed the rest anyway.
I ironed the sheets which Yvette had used for her friend when she visited. Those sheets are at their end. I see little holes in the bottom sheet. I think it’s time to buy a new set. Mike and I used to have a queen-sized bed, but we switched to a king and then a California King. Mike moved around when he slept, and there were occasions where he’d elbow me in the middle of the night. The man was a klutz. Even with the California King, I’d be slapped across the face as he adjusted a pillow, and I only used ¼ of the bed.
I did more work on the blog. It is a lot of work, but I think it is beneficial to me because it keeps me focused on my daily life, the here and now. I am planning to take a break for a couple of days and work on Mike’s book and editing the early entries into the blog, those from January when Mike first got so sick. We’ll see if it works for me.
Yvette came up looking for her car key. She was going out for dinner. She took the trash barrel full of the bougainvillea clippings out to my car and put it in the trunk. I’m planning to drop it off at the transfer station tomorrow. Once I have an empty container, I can do more work.
I walked Elsa feeling so tired. I felt best when I walked with my head hanging, and my eyes focused on the macadam close to my feet. What is this about? It seems like every other day I suffer from this tiredness. It was good the student canceled. It also gives me more time to work on organizing the math I want to teach her.
When I came home, I did some more work on the blog. I do reread each entry and make modifications if something doesn’t sound right to me. I enjoy the craft of writing, which is one of the benefits of writing the blog as well as keeping my focus on the immediate;
I tried to take a short nap before dinner, but I couldn’t fall asleep. I got up and walked Elsa. When I got home, I ate dinner, watched some TV and cataloged more books.
I walked Elsa again, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. Good night, Elsa, Goodnight, Mike.
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