Pushing through to the pinky toe metatarsal when I walk is close to automatic now. Getting the outside edge of my foot to roll sequentially was the hard part and took a long time. Now, getting the metatarsal to touch was relatively easy. Today I focused more on pushing the right hip up and over to the left, alternating it with using my psoas muscles to lift the left leg forward. My right foot felt the most discomfort. I noticed that the toes of my left foot are almost straight. It's just the second toe that still leans. Since I have Morton's toe, I don't know if that will ever repair. Whatever else, I will always have to compensate for that problem in my foot structure.
Because I was in bed by 10 am last night, I was up and out by 6 am. What a difference an hour or two makes! The air was still cool, and the streets still shaded. I completed over 6,000 steps. A neighbor I had never met before was out watering her plants. Her house has murals on the outside walls. I asked her about them. I had assumed they were painted directly on the wall, but no. She had managed property in California. A Mexican restaurant she was managing closed. The plan was to knock the whole building down. She took three painted wooden panels and hung them on the outside walls of her Hawaiian home.
I used my Bissell on my bedroom floor to clean up one stained area and got up a lot of dirt. Maybe my Bissell is better, after all. I texted Yvette, telling her I wanted to talk vacuum cleaners. I forgot to tell her to clean out the collection tank on the Hoover and let it dry out. She was way ahead of me. She had done all that, pointing out that it doesn't work well if you don't keep the machine clean. Her competence still amazes me. I have no idea why. I'm not surprised by Damon, Karin, David, or Mowg's competence.
The other point about the vacuum cleaner is that the Bissell may indeed pick up more dirt. We should try it on her floor, particularly on the grout. Where the Hoover has four round flat brushes, the Bissell has one roller. The roller may do a better job getting into the grout.
I got the blog and update entries out. I am up-to-date now on everything. Plenty of time to get to work on the book, particularly the first chapter, The Overview. I got up from my mid-morning nap. Eleven am does seem to be my bewitching hour.
When I got up, I grabbed my computer and promptly started playing Free Cell. Then I had to do some work on the updates. Then the phone rang. It was B. asking if I needed anything from Home Depot. Then I decided it was a good time to clean out the remaining bathroom cabinet. Anything, anything, rather than get to work on the book. One has to wonder why I bother.
Dorothy and Shivani did what I wanted them to do when they read the book; they told me what was wrong with my organization. But now, as I read it, I am questioning myself at every turn. When Judy and I spoke, we talked about this horrible feeling. Judy is also writing a book. Hers is about the Parker family of Hawaii. I hope she finishes it; I loved reading it. But back to the writer's dilemma. Judy has the same problem I do. She wants to write; she enjoys writing; she uses every excuse to put it off. She has a perfect excuse now.
Leon, her grandson, saved a baby bird from a cat's mouth, and now Judy is feeding it every two minutes. She says it's about an inch big. It is not going to be a large bird as an adult, maybe a finch or a Japanese white-eye. The bird knows who Judy is or at least knows what her function in his life is. Whenever she walks by, he opens his beak and squawks. Let's see if I can remember all she is feeding him: baby food varieties of hamburgers, peaches, and some vegetables. I bet he is getting better food from her than he would be getting from his own mother if this food won't be deadly for him. So far, so good. He is thriving.
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Musings:
Reading my book has inspired Dorothy to examine all the inconsistencies in English spelling. She sent me this sentence," Mike does like does, not stags." Okay, two words that are spelled the same with different sounds and entirely different meanings.
English requires the reader to make inferences. Dorothy's sentence would be much harder to understand if it read," Mike does like does." The ", not stags," at least gives some context for the meaning of the second does.
I speculated that a language that requires more inferencing helps develop that higher-order thinking skills in its speakers. Dorothy pointed out the German is reasonably phonetically consistent and has a good group of geniuses in its population.
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