THURSDAY PLAN

Rich is substitute-teaching today (pause for giggles), and I am doing my level best to get into a healthy routine. I got up early and had my requisite damn good, enjoyed quite a bit of quiet time, did about 30 minutes of little chores, and now I am wearing actual clothes (instead of pajamas).

All in all a very good day. I have always been a creature of routine, but the routines I'm able to follow now are considerably different than they were in years past. That 30 minutes of little chores just about killed me, so priority on my to-do list is to rebuild strength and regain stamina. Stat.

The best news in all of this whole unwell thing is that I'm dropping weight like a maniac, and am almost well past my transplant table weight! Nutritionally, I am being super careful to get all of the requisite things, but portion sizes have reduced drastically! I think my days of being a healthy but big eater are well behind me. Now I'm a twice a day small whole food meal with protein forward kind of eater who still likes an occasional ice cream or cookie treat. 

I think I'm going to log off for the three-day weekend, Dearies. If you're observing Memorial Day, please be safe and happy. If you're just having a regular weekend...do the same! Either way, come tell me all about it!

WEDNESDAY PLAN

 

I would love to tell you that I'm over here in Hoosierville tearing it up and taking names, but the truth is, I'm not doing much of anything other than eating yogurt, drinking lots of water, and sleeping. I have about another five days of antibiotics to go, and then I'm hoping and praying to wake up feeling human.

Are you as tired of hearing me bitch about not feeling well as I am? 

WELL, NOW I GUESS I NEED TO LEARN EVERYTHING ABOUT MOURNING DOVES

 

SATURDAY

 

I had the best intentions of accomplishing a lot today, Dearies.

(But we all know where my intentions usually get me.)

Rich is doing his thing over on campus all weekend, and I won't really see him until late tomorrow evening. Graduation weekend is an "all hands on deck" situation, so he'll definitely be busy directing proud parents and sweaty graduates to and fro, I'm sure.

He has also started substitute teaching, and his next assignment will be Monday. I really can't figure out where he finds all of this energy at 70, but I sure do admire his willingness to stay so active! 

(Maybe I should take the hint and get myself similarly motivated?)

Naaaahhhhh.

If you need me, I'll be in the big girl sleigh bed with my book or perched in my chair with my stitching. It's a bit overcast today, so I figure...why waste a perfectly good nap day?

What have you been up to? 

FANCIFUL FLIGHT FEE NEE

 Fanciful Flight

Robin Pickens Cross Stitch

28ct Seaglass Soft cashel from Colour and Cotton

all threads Colour and Cotton from stash

IN WHICH THE SPINSTER CELEBRATES TINY HAPPY THINGS

I'm a person who has a TON of big fat huge miraculous things to celebrate...and I do...every single night when I put my head on my Target clearance bin pillow and thank BG (*) for all of the gifts, blessings, and miracles of my life.

But my day-to-day life is also filled with thousands of small things...not life-changing or earth-shattering, mind you, but nonetheless important to me and how I enjoy my life.

Like finally finishing the anti-biotic, and being able to do so with purified ice and water from my favorite amazon sippy cup:

Or starting a new book about people who love books, and being a big fat beautiful bird away from finishing a project that has brought me stitchy joy:

Or finally figuring out that if I eat yogurt for breakfast it's good for my gut, bones, heart, BellyBean, etc and that it will lead to a 40 pound weight loss that puts me almost lower than my post-transplant weight:

And loving the fact that a stitchy friend who sent me an amazon gift card is with me every day when I look up and see the beautiful little tree that her gift enabled:

Is this the wisdom of age, Dearies? Or am I finally able to enjoy the smaller (though no less significant) things that make this here life of mine so wonderful? Sometimes I think I get so gobsmacked by the fact that I received a kidney transplant, or was blessed with support that enabled me to start a new life in a new home, or that I survived a surgery and recovery that should have killed me...and then I wake up to an emptied dishwasher (thank you, JB) and a big huge cup of damn good that I can taste again now that this cold/flu/plague has finally started to lift.

So today I'm going to enjoy my little things a bit before plunging in to chores and to-dos. Rich is doing his thing over on campus. (Can I just say that he looks so damn handsome with his new smile and his nice blue blazer and that head of beautiful hair?), and then I think it will be time for spaghetti or salmon for dinner. Slow and simple...but...happy.

Futzingday is upon us! How will you spend your hours and minutes today? I hope it will involve doing something fun and that you'll come tell me all about it!

(*) BG = Big Guy

GO OUTSIDE, THEY SAID...FRESH AIR WILL BE GOOD FOR YOU

Phooey.

Last week I went out into the world like a normal adult and did various and sundry things.

This week I have a cold/flu/plague situation that is making me think I should probably re-watch the 1970's classic film "The Boy In The Plastic Bubble" to review important safety tips.

Why can't I a) just be like everybody else and b) be smart enough to WEAR A DAMN MASK whenever I leave the house?

Yup. 100% self-imposed, and I do not feel one bit sorry for myself that I am now sitting here wanting my mommy and a TV tray with chicken dumpling soup, saltines, and ginger ale next to me. I give myself no grace for thinking that I could spend 9 hours in an ER or go to umpteen medical facilities without catching SOMETHING from SOMEBODY.

Lesson learned. Your Spinster will forthwith be donning appropriate PPE and will be avoiding all crowds, labs, restrooms, and plague-ridden facilities for the immediate future.

Seriously, Dearies. No fever, GI symptoms, shortness of breath, pain, etc etc. Just a damn cold/cough that has me guzzling fluids, carefully administering doctor-approved Mucinex and Tylenol, and sleeping my butt off.

Stitching progress:

Wherever you are and whatever you're doing...I hope it's blowing your skirt right up! I'm going to settle in with a hot shower, fresh pajamas, and something good in the TeeVee this afternoon and hopefully finish my project!

What are you up to?

 

WEEKEND PLAN