Thursday, July 25, 2024

Thursday, July 25, 2024

 I was in a bad mood this morning. Stinking thinking came in. I got up at 4:30 and meditated. Then, I did my morning yoga. I did the punching exercise again. Again, I got an enormous release. This time, it was more around the level of the diaphragm. When it was released, it made me feel weak and tired. I wasn't sure of the significance. Was the impact good or bad? It could be that I released tension that I used to support myself as a substitute for healthy body strength.  I hoped that was what it was. I could build up midriff body strength that didn't come from gripping. 

 I incorporated a new lower-body exercise today, too. I saw a video on how to strengthen your body so you could get up off the floor without holding on to something.  I only did the first exercise in the series, the windshield wipers.  I sat on the floor with my knees somewhat bent. I put my knees down to the floor to one side and then the other, hence windshield wipers.  I couldn't do the exercise well. My range of motion was limited, but it was a start.

 I called Provision Solar. After introducing myself, I explained I planned to be a squeaky wheel to ensure the project progressed. When I called last week to check if there was anything else I needed to do, there was a piece they needed to do that still needed to be done. Within hours, I got a document to sign. I concluded squeaking might be good. I didn't tell them I could be a shrieking menace, not that that would do me much good.  The project manager told me their engineers were finishing their work and would submit it to the electric company for approval. It should be in by next week.

 I worked with Twin E. Her reading was better on all counts. Her word recognition was quick and accurate, and she imagined something she had never seen. The reading was about sharks' teeth. Sharks lose their teeth quickly but have as many as fifteen rows of teeth as backups. When they lose a set, the next set moves into place. She understood the concept of rows of teeth and that the next one moved up.

 I picked up the empty garbage bin with three empty 5-gallon Home Depot buckets from Darby. I started loading one with the cuttings from the Plumbago.

 Yvette came up for dinner.  We're falling into a once-a-week pattern. We hadn't planned anything for this week because Damon was supposed to arrive last Tuesday. That was canceled because Cylin, his wife, came down with Covid. They rescheduled for Monday. Let's hope nothing goes wrong. I contacted Yvette to see if she was available on Thursday night. She texted she had the same thought. We eat frozen meals. She brings hers up and cooks it in my microwave.

 The Joy Luck Club arrived today. Judy recommended it highly. I looked forward to reading a novel. I usually read nonfiction, mostly about neuroscience.