Friday 9th Feb 10:50
I'm still on the Forum, chatting with my friends 🙂 Mazy, Claire, you are life-lines for me ❤️ Rare cherished connections with other Human Beings 🙂 Faith, Shaz, Cheerbear, I am attracted to something about the physical processes of your brains - because that's what influences what you type on the screen; I am extremely grateful to have found & have the privileged of connecting with you ❤️
I have so many friends on this Forum, that when I try to type all their names & remember them all, I get overwhelmed.
Whatever variable voltage & chemicals involved with what I feel, when I feel friendship; might be one of those things that malfunctions? I don't seem to do positive quite right, I don't seem to react how people may expect me to - sometimes I just can't react at all, it's just a blank - like I don't know what to do?
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12:40
Time to start thinking about my marching merrily along a mechanical path that leads to the wonder of washed cloth! 😄
I'm still *GOOGLE QUOTE* - pro·cras·ti·nat·ing , pro·cras·ti·nates v. intr. To put off doing something, especially out of habitual carelessness or laziness . . . yep - that's what I'm still doin' 😉 I feel relieved & privileged to be able to do so just about ever time I wake up these days 🙂 I don't think it's natural to wake up & run like good citizens are expected to. I think it's more natural to wake up & pee, have a drink, maybe nibble on something & then begin the processes of the brain, spinal cord & central nervous system; controlling the intricate movements of near countless muscles, reacting to every external & many internal influences, almost without contemplation - in the background type of process: leaving the forethought or conscious to tackle whatever intellectually challenging obstacles that inevitably come along the way!
So although I may have just put on the kettle for 1 last cuppa 😉 . . . I am thinking about the necessary tasks involved in washing some more clothes & stuff {more - & stuff - really, as I am very low on linen & pet accessories ;)}
The old cat's looking a bit scrawny, he had the worst time of it at xmas, he barely got to walk at all! I had 2, what I describe as cot-sized cages {in addition to the much smaller cage that he travels in}; a slightly larger 1 that folds-up & I take with me & 1 that's a solid rectangular cube & I find very useful permanently beside the house at my Center. He 'slept' in the permanent 1, but every day I would get him into the slightly larger 1 so that I could clean the other out . . . & for his benefit 🙂 I tried letting him walk from 1 to the other once, but that ended in a very frustrating, anxiety heightening, ring-around-the-rosey chase that nearly involved the neighbours place!! 😮 & as much as I did provide shade in the form of a little gazebo & canvas's etc. & a little 12vt fan + ensuring water was always available - it was still typical stinking hot summer weather & he was still stuck in a cage outside! {just as the little fella was stuck on a chain & chose to sit under the car mainly}. It was hard on an old cat. I just gave him the last of a 200ml long-life tetra-pack of cream, that I opened yesterday for a fancy egg-flip 😉 & I think as it cost something like 80 cents . . . I might make it a regular 'treat' for the ol' fella, as he seemed to really like it. I might go as far as giving him raw egg & cream on his breaky biscuits, & maybe a tin or 2 of whole sardines or an occasional piece of fresh fish for dinner & see if he gains weight? 😉
Ah, I nice cup of tea 🙂 I've had my 2 coffee's for the morning & I know I'm going into town today, where I know I'll get 1 of those double-strength iced coffee's! As soon as I've finished this I intend to go make the bed, start filling the washing machine, get appropriately dressed for town & start the generator [I've got 'Start your engines' going on in my head :D] This Grannies way past racing . . . & I guess gained enough wisdom to truly appreciate being able to just plod along at her own pace? 😉
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8pm
I've just turned the genny off after a few loads of sheets mainly, I've still got a tall basket full of towels mainly & a few dog blankets 😉 . . . but I can see, pretty much all that's left, in 1 bundle 🙂 - getting there! I don't normally do washing after dark, mainly because the lighting in the bathroom isn't very bright; but I do have 1 of those headlamp thingys strung up so the angle of the dangle points straight at the washing machine 😉 Because it was mainly sheets I just threw them over my shoulder when they were finished, & put them straight onto the line - kinda made the whole process a little quicker I think.
I didn't touch the mower yet again . . . well that's not entirely true, I did touch it - as I emptied the little Jerry can of fuel into it, after filling the generator 😉
I STRIPPED THE BED! It's not quite made yet, but it will be before I slide my old bones into it tonight. I didn't quite get to the washing in time for when I wanted to go into town & take the dogs for a walk on the way back, so I got the machine full of water, washing-powder & dirty washing; & got the genny full of fuel, before I went: I started it all when I we got back from grabbing some super-thick pork sausages & a small head of broccoli {which I will throw in the steamer [already cleaned] very soon :)}, a tin of sardines in springwater for the old cat {which he really, really enjoyed 😄 :P}, a loaf of bread, some coconut marg {haven't tried that before?} & a few bits of this & that 😉 - including a double-strength iced coffee 😉 Then dropped into my local Forest for a relaxingly familiar walk with the boys 😉 I've even had my phone call for the night, the critters are fed - it's just me to nourish, then entertain with some DVD & bed for all {clean beds! 1 of the things I like about getting into the routine of making my bed, is that it seems to trigger my tidying up the young fella's bed too {& I've rearranged the bedroom, putting the young fellas bed on the opposite side of mine. . . I wonder what he'll think of that tonight?}, & his 'day bed' in the lounge room - gets rid of a lot of sandy grit really } 🙂
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The young fella did just fine on the other side of the bed. He did lay on the concrete & look at me with sorrowful eyes for a minute or so . . . but I knew he wouldn't choose to sleep on the concrete! My only concern is that he might use the change of bed spot as a reason to have to sneak onto my bed. He didn't, seems he's learnt he really doesn't fit with me tossing & turning all night 😉
Niqua