I sensed Mike in the bed whenever Elsa moved or made a noise. I’m not complaining. I have no objection to being downright delusional.
I woke up after 9 this morning. I didn’t go to bed that late and I took a nap in the afternoon. Everything is slowing down because of the required shelter in place. When I spoke to Sandor yesterday, he said that he and Meaali’inani were saying how little they were getting done. If they completed one chore a day, that was good. My one task yesterday was finally putting the freshly washed blankets sitting on the dining room table for about a month into a storage bag and placing the bag into the linen closet. Does that count as two chores? Actually, I did more than that when you count my having bathed Elsa.
I fed Elsa before I set out on my walk. I concentrated on doing my ‘salsa’ walk. That engages my gluts and abdominals. It means a shorter step. What’s more important the number of steps (repetitions) or the number of miles? I vote for the number of repetitions since that’s what I do well at.
My bum and my hand still feel bruised. I had some discomfort in my left leg as I slept last night. Did the fall act as an epidural, knocking some sense out of an injured nerve? If that’s the case, I may be back to square one in time. ‘
As I started my walk, I ran into Ron, my neighbor down the street. He was heading out with full hiking gear. He had his walking sticks and a loaded backpack. He was heading up as high as he can go on our mountain, Hualalai. He said he couldn’t make it to the top because fences were blocking his way. In Germany, all property owners have to provide hiking roads through their property. Lovely.
Ron talked about his hiking plans. He said he and his friends had planned the Grand Canyon for April. He understandably was skeptical about that happening. I proposed that they might sterilize the canyon. No response on Ron’s part. Oh, dear. I’m back to having no one finding me funny. Of course, I did deliver the line with a straight face, but the idea was so absurd, either something was terribly wrong with me -or I meant it to be funny. I know I’m old, but do you register me as senile?
Last night I applied ‘makes no claims, (Intrasound) to the wounds on Elsa’s back. I thought she was licking the area last night. But it seems not. The site is stiff with the dried gel. She may not be licking because the gel tastes terrible. Great! I am hoping that this will give the area time to heal. When I washed her yesterday, I noticed a place where she had licked right through the skin. I thought I would have to get a collar for her. Yvette might have one that would fit her. Izzy wore one while she was recovering from her eye surgery.
Despite having slept late this morning, I was quickly exhausted and took a lovely long, deep nap. Napping provides some of the sweetest sleep. I read more of the Gamache book between bouts of sleep. It’s okay but not as satisfying as Brook’s book, “Social Animals. “I love his writing. He zigs zags back and forth between narrative writing and expository. They illuminate each other.
Yesterday, I remembered when I spontaneously created stories for Karin, my niece, when she was three or four. I remember doing spontaneous storytelling at a workshop and someone coming up and asking me how it did that. It is the same process I taught that third-grader who was having trouble writing. Create an image and describe it; voila, a story. I allow a story to generate. There was one point in the development where I got stuck, or instead, the action got stuck. My character was just standing there doing nothing. Since I was telling a story to an audience in my mind, I found myself filling in the time with details- until there was a change in the scene. This is all right-brain thinking, although I think some people call this not thinking. I consider the work of both sides of my brain ‘thinking.’ The right brain generates thought in visual images, the left in words, and uses logic more. I don’t understand what generates thought on the part of the right brain, but who cares. It’s a delight to work with.
Ronen made some changes to his site. He asked me to check if it looked different. I didn’t see any. It may just be the product is displayed. It didn’t look like much, but I was shocked when I saw what the bags looked like. I think his site is understandable to professional buyers for restaurants and hotels, but not to putzes like me and many of my contacts.
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