My back was bothering me this morning. I used a walking stick when I took Elsa out, but I went to Bikram. I felt better afterward. I have been working on some of the changes in my core muscles the PT recommended. While I can feel it’s good, it also puts a strain on muscles not used to being called on.
When I entered the yoga studio, it was dark inside, not just because the lights weren’t on but because it was overcast outside. I love it when it is like that. It reminds me of the meditation hall in Shelburne Falls, Massachusetts, at the Vipassana center in the early morning before breakfast. There’s something comforting about it.
After yoga, I decided to stop off at Target. I ran into one of my yoga buddies, who had been in class with me in the morning. She told me that she was a psychiatric nurse for the VA. She said she was considering quitting because the demands of the institution were making it impossible to serve her clients compassionately. She was so busy writing notes that she couldn’t even make eye contact with them while they talked.
I was in Target to check the price on cat pill pockets. I could buy doggie pill pockets made by Milk-Bone at a much better price than the Greenie brand. I wanted to check if they also had pill pockets for cats. Those are smaller and perfect for a 12 lb. dog. Also, you get more for your money. They didn’t have them. I went looking to buy Hersey Milk Chocolate with Almonds Kisses. I have increased the number of bars I’m eating daily. I’m up the 3. Holy cow! No, I’m not putting on scads of weight – yet. How long can this continue? It made Mike furious that I could eat sweets and not put on the pounds the way he did. Of course, he didn’t exercise the way I did and keep in motion during daily activities as much as I did. The Kisses were on sale. I bought 6 small bags.
Then I drove home. I showered, did Melt for my hands and feet, and called Jean. She had called yesterday to wish me Happy Birthday, but I was so busy I didn’t have time to call her back. We have tons to talk about. The more we talk, the more we have to talk about. It’s fun. I’m so lucky to have her in my life. I also called a friend from church.
She only came to the island about five years ago. A friend connected her to a man who lived here. They hit it off and got married. They were both in their 80s. She is now in her late 80s. Her husband recently died. She is living in the house they shared, which they sold to his son. Unfortunately, his son wants her out of the house quickly so they can sell it. Her life has been turned upside down. She has to move back to the mainland, where she has no home and no community. Even her recall of her mainland community is not as great compared to the community she found here. I feel for her. I am so lucky, in contrast. Even not in comparison, I am so fortunate.
I was so cold today, I put on long pants and two sweatshirts. I spent the day napping and catching up on the blog. I had fallen behind because of Shivani and Sidney’s visit. A delightful distraction.
I didn’t walk Elsa around the dinner hour because it was pouring. I ran outside to get my Bikram stuff off the line and hang it up inside, hoping it would be dry by the morning.
When I set the table for dinner, I noticed a wet spot on the carpet. Well, what was she supposed to do? I can get it up with my Rainbow vacuum cleaner. I kept pouring water on the spot and sucking it up with the vacuum. It will all be good.
I actually cooked broccoli tonight. I checked the procedure on the Internet. I learned that I had to heat the water before putting the broccoli in and then cooking it for 5 minutes. In the meantime, I worked on melting some butter in a pan to pour over the broccoli to follow Shivani’s recipe. We had set out two butter dishes for our Thanksgiving feast. One was the little plastic one that I used regularly. There was also a heavy Le Cruet one. Problem, I couldn’t get the top off. I put the whole butter dish in the frying pan, hoping that it would warm up enough for me to get the lid off. It took a while, but it worked. I melted the butter, poured it over the broccoli, and added some salt. Success!!! Yes, this is probably the first time in my life I have cooked broccoli. I have been getting away with murder; Mike always did the cooking -but remember, I always washed the dishes.
After dinner, I went back to working on the blog. I didn’t watch any tv or work on the books in the library. When I lifted them, it triggers back and neck problems. Doing the asanas in a standing position and working on the books will have to wait.
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