Monday, December 20, 2021
Great night’s sleep. However, my ankle bothered me in the middle of the night. I got up and took an Ibuprofen. My ankle continued to bother me when I did my morning walk.
I heard that the food you break your fast with in the morning is very important. Pretzels have been my go-to breakfast food for several years. I decided I needed to do something better. I chose whole-grain tacos with salsa and a large glass of water. I asked Yvette what she ate for breakfast. She does bagels and sometimes an egg. That doesn’t sound better than whole grain salsa chips. Also, those bagels are fattening.
I posted the blog update for the day. My high numbers are holding. Over 150 people sign on each day, and over 1,000 pages are consistently read over seven days. The folks in Germany and Indonesia read 100 to 800 pages a week. The USA readers have dropped to under 100 pages a day. I’m still expecting a precipitative drop once classes are over for the season.
Instead of going for one of my short walks, I devoted my time to cleaning. I washed the screens from the guest room and finished cleaning the sliding doors in my bedroom. I got started on the library. I haven’t cleaned in there ever. I doubt Mike did much if any cleaning either. The windows were generally closed, so there wasn’t much dirt blowing in.
I called Kaiser to figure out how to get a Covid test. When I got to the Kaiser site last night, it said to call to make an appointment. Other than that, as far as I could figure out, all their information was about Oahu. I called today. The agent I got said there was one appointment left for today at 3:15. I grabbed it. I would have been exposed on Thursday. Today it will be four days. We’ll see if that’s enough incubation time or if I’m going to need another test. On the radio, someone was warning about the continued vulnerability of older people. Will Damon and company choose not to come to protect me? The house is wide open. They would never be around me in an enclosed space.
I started vacuuming the guest room. It should be finished by today. The carpet attachment on the Rainbow hasn’t worked in years. I have tried to have it repaired repeatedly. I use the upholstery attachment. I only have short, piled carpets and rugs.
Yvette came up to help me with some of the cleaning. She crawled across Mike’s desk into the bow window, removed the screens, and washed the inside of the windows.
She also asked me if the woman who gave us facials could stay. The place she usually stayed wasn’t available. Of course. She will be here just for a week in January. She lives in Honolulu and comes over to the Big Island for a week a month.
Sandor called. He has been on the mainland dealing with one crisis after another in his family. He has come home to a medical problem. His poor wife and business partner is suffering from some mysterious eye ailment. My heart goes out to her.
The gardeners arrived today. They don’t have as much to do as they usually have. We had a two-week drought. Scary. I asked him to trim the ficus trees. They grow huge and block my view. They can be pruned like shrubs without harm. I want my regular gardener to do the job rather than a tree specialist. I also had him look at my suffering orange tree. He said to wait a week before I cut it back. I will check on the internet. That doesn’t sound right. I finally asked him to distribute the soil amendment I bought. It was just too hard for me.
At 3:15, I had my Covid test. Kaiser had a tent set up in the parking lot. It was a drive-through service, just like Taco Bell. The line wasn’t long. The nurse who gave me the test was dressed in a full hazmat suit. I had to keep my window closed until the moment she was ready to administer the test. She asked me to roll down my window and stuck long Cottom swabs up my nose.
I went to town to the post office to mail two letters to my nephew in London. Ten cars were pulling into the lot in front of me. Forget it. I decided to go to the Roasted Toasted Café by the Club, where I get my physical therapy to get one of their Greek salad open sandwiches. While the door was open and I could walk in, there was no one in. I waited a few minutes. I asked someone sitting at the curbside table if they knew what was happening. She pointed to a sign saying they would be back at 5:30. I assume someone left the door open by accident. Later in the day, I called to ask where they got their incredible bread from. The answer was SunDog Bread in Holualoa.
I headed to Safeway to buy chips, soup, and a head of lettuce. In the chip aisle, I looked for whole-grained chips. Forget it. They were all name brands of corn, potato, and wheat products. I was surprised. When I mentioned this to Judy, she said I could have found a whole grain brand in the deli section. The check-out lines were off the charts. The man in front of me explained that there was an influx of tourists for the holidays. Judy explained that people were buying out the store for their Christmas meal.
When I got home, I had adolescent D. He chose to continue working on healing his perfectionism. We were going to do half and half, half healing, and half reading, but we wound up doing the whole session on healing. We worked on his self-hatred. I always determine the most outward layer of a defense to work on. In D’s case, his hatred was surrounded by his hatred of his hatred, etc. We went out to the third or fourth ring, hatred of his hatred of his self-hatred. While focusing on that layer, we did the two complementary releases, releasing anything negative about his hatred of his hatred, keeping anything good or anything he still needed. Any the inverse, releasing anything negative about his love of his hatred for his hatred, etc. He was surprised by the latter. He couldn’t believe he could love this hatred. I pointed out if he didn’t love something about it, he would have gotten rid of it a long time ago. I asked him periodically if he felt more relaxed. That is the sign we’re going the correct work. He said somewhat, but it didn’t sound dramatic.
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