Playing in the hay [2013 original with AI enhancement]
While the weekend was sufficiently quiet, I’m hitting this morning with a list of things I want/need to do. There’s an issue with the old insurance that needs to be settled. There are people I need to see live and in person. And more than anything, I need definitive answers from elected officials as to where they stand on Project 2025. I can’t risk letting anyone be elected who would support such an evil and anti-American plan. If you haven’t read yesterday’s sermon, please carve some time out of your day to do so. If you’ve already read it, then please consider sharing it. Widely. We have to bury this thing so deeply that no one speaks of it ever again.
Apparently my sleeplessness is contagious? A friend sent me a text a moment ago that she’d been up since 1:30 this morning and still has to go to work and do important stuff and then drive back home. Kat hasn’t been sleeping well either. We’re all on different medications that affect our sleep, but this is all kind of nuts. I had plans for dinner last night but ended up just going with a plate of nachos. I was too tired to spend time cooking. G made dinner for his mom because, of all of us, he was wide awake and chatty.
Deep bone pain was a problem yesterday as well. Normally, that hits on the longer bones, the femur, tibia, humerus, etc. This time, it hit specific joints, my right knee, hip, elbow, and wrist. Moving at all was limited because of the pain. If I was lying down, I didn’t want to get up. If I was sitting, I didn’t want to move from my chair. I know this is just the chemo doing its thing, but I’m beyond ready for it all to be over.
Back-to-school thoughts are top-of-mind now. New clothes have been ordered and are coming in. Tipper has Freshman orientation next week. I think they both start on or around the 27th. I know the start date is before the first of August. Summer now is nothing at all like what it was when we were kids. The time isn’t there. We’ve not been on anything one might consider a vacation for a couple of years. The kids haven’t complained but I can’t help but feel that they’re getting the short end of the summer experience.
Weather is going to be an issue this week as well. There’s a small system currently Southwest of Springfield, IL that could give us rain and some strong wind this evening. But Beryl hit Texas as a Category 1 storm last night so by Tuesday evening through much of Thursday, possibly even Friday, we could be feeling the effects of that storm. Here’s what the National Weather Service in Indianapolis posted earlier this morning:
While severe weather seems out of the question, we’re almost certain to get a lot of water this week. That will affect both Kat and me as we work through the pain to try and keep things going. Please be understanding, especially if you’re in Kat’s chair.
Frankie, the smashed-face wheezer kitty, just jumped up on the desk for pets. I think Frank is more sensitive to our stress than any of the other animals, though Solaris, Frank’s twin, and both dogs are pretty aware as well. I wish everyone had friends who are as supportive as our animals are.
Strange, the dogs haven’t asked to go out yet. Hamilton’s barely moved from his spot since I woke up. Hmmm… Gotta wonder what’s up with that.
While the weekend was sufficiently quiet, I’m hitting this morning with a list of things I want/need to do. There’s an issue with the old insurance that needs to be settled. There are people I need to see live and in person. And more than anything, I need definitive answers from elected officials as to where they stand on Project 2025. I can’t risk letting anyone be elected who would support such an evil and anti-American plan. If you haven’t read yesterday’s sermon, please carve some time out of your day to do so. If you’ve already read it, then please consider sharing it. Widely. We have to bury this thing so deeply that no one speaks of it ever again.
Apparently my sleeplessness is contagious? A friend sent me a text a moment ago that she’d been up since 1:30 this morning and still has to go to work and do important stuff and then drive back home. Kat hasn’t been sleeping well either. We’re all on different medications that affect our sleep, but this is all kind of nuts. I had plans for dinner last night but ended up just going with a plate of nachos. I was too tired to spend time cooking. G made dinner for his mom because, of all of us, he was wide awake and chatty.
Deep bone pain was a problem yesterday as well. Normally, that hits on the longer bones, the femur, tibia, humerus, etc. This time, it hit specific joints, my right knee, hip, elbow, and wrist. Moving at all was limited because of the pain. If I was lying down, I didn’t want to get up. If I was sitting, I didn’t want to move from my chair. I know this is just the chemo doing its thing, but I’m beyond ready for it all to be over.
Back-to-school thoughts are top-of-mind now. New clothes have been ordered and are coming in. Tipper has Freshman orientation next week. I think they both start on or around the 27th. I know the start date is before the first of August. Summer now is nothing at all like what it was when we were kids. The time isn’t there. We’ve not been on anything one might consider a vacation for a couple of years. The kids haven’t complained but I can’t help but feel that they’re getting the short end of the summer experience.
Weather is going to be an issue this week as well. There’s a small system currently Southwest of Springfield, IL that could give us rain and some strong wind this evening. But Beryl hit Texas as a Category 1 storm last night so by Tuesday evening through much of Thursday, possibly even Friday, we could be feeling the effects of that storm. Here’s what the National Weather Service in Indianapolis posted earlier this morning:
While severe weather seems out of the question, we’re almost certain to get a lot of water this week. That will affect both Kat and me as we work through the pain to try and keep things going. Please be understanding, especially if you’re in Kat’s chair.
Frankie, the smashed-face wheezer kitty, just jumped up on the desk for pets. I think Frank is more sensitive to our stress than any of the other animals, though Solaris, Frank’s twin, and both dogs are pretty aware as well. I wish everyone had friends who are as supportive as our animals are.
Strange, the dogs haven’t asked to go out yet. Hamilton’s barely moved from his spot since I woke up. Hmmm… Gotta wonder what’s up with that.
Somehow, the lawn still needs to be mowed.
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