I was up in the middle of the night last night, unable to sleep for two hours. I walked down to Yvette’s area. It reminded me of when I went down there on January 24, 2019, to drop off Elsa because Mike and I were to be flown to Oahu. That was the last moment he was on this island. Remembering those moments is harder than it was living them. At the moment, adrenalin did its job, and I just did what had to be done.
I slept until 7 am. There was no driveway yoga today. Elsa and I went for our walk. I have been putting more weight on the inside of the right foot, which changes my weight distribution between my two feet and hips. As expected, it puts a strain on the left leg and hip. Muscles are being called on that haven’t been used in at least fifty years. Whatever else is happening, the areas of discomfort and the nature of discomfort change. Those are good signs.
I didn’t get much done today because of the way I felt. I washed my kitchen floor and part of the hallway. I don’t use the Bissell the way it is recommended. I have a good-sized kitchen. I dump about three gallons of water on it, one per area. Yes, I dump the water and then vacuum it up. I dump, vacuum, dump another gallon, and vacuum. I do that until the water in the collection tank comes up clear. That way, I know my floor is clean.
B. called and asked me if I knew how to get a book named Prentice-Hall and some other words I don’t remember. His grandson Elijah needed it to complete his work. He was supposed to pick up the book from school yesterday before coming to this side of the island. There was a snafu. B. called the Kona library. The only copy of it was in a library in Maui; it would take a week to get here. I thought maybe he could download it. I checked out Amazon. There were used copies at very reasonable prices, but it would take a while to get here. I recommended that Elijah have a friend read the chapter to him or take pictures of the pages. He had done the latter, but the print was too blurry. I know that taking photos of a page can be done. I’ve done it when I’m working with students on a book they have, and I don’t. I pictured the book. I know those pages are larger than an ordinary commercial book. I told him to have his friend take two to three pictures of each page.
I will have to be up and bright-eyed, and bushy-tailed at 5 am tomorrow. My cousin’s baby naming is scheduled for then. Well, it is 11 am on the east coast where they live. I am going to try.
I listened to my Saturday shows. I also did some more work on the Step-Up program. It is frustrating. As it winds up, I made an appointment for an online class for 8 am Monday morning. Oops! That’s 5 am Hawaii time. I tried to change it but couldn’t figure out how,
I tried to change another appointment with no luck, the one I have with Sears on Tuesday. They’re supposed to be here between 8 and 12. I have a luncheon appointment with Zola on that day. If they come late, I could be screwed. I tried to call Sears to change the appointment. Forget getting through.
The other thing I did to lift my spirits was stick my head in a bowl of ice water. It felt great. I read about it in an article saying it was a help in calming down. I also remembered hearing that Paul Newman dunked his head into ice water to preserve his good looks. It does do wonders for your face. I think it might help with my itching eyes.
I called both Jean M. and Judy for a pick-me-up. They were both helpful, maybe not as helpful as Mike would have been, but at least they’re here.
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