Thursday, September 30, 2010

Dear diary:

Good evening once again!
My day started early before six A.M. I think it was 5:52 A.M. to be exact, and my walker was right where I left it alongside of my bed and in the dark I found it and played bumper cars to the bathroom trying hard not to disturb Hubby or Skipper our Bichon who shares our king size bed as all who came before him did as well. He does so enjoy sleeping in with Hubby; sometimes they are so alike it’s scary!
I took care of my toiletries.
Then moved on to the hub and heartbeat of our home to turn on the kitchen light and so I found my way fairly easily to the coffee pot, rinsed my cup, which I took from the counter and added in my ‘Sweet Thing’ artificial sweetener packet to my empty beige ceramic Barnies coffee mug and then poured in the tepid coffee and lifted it reaching high into the microwave to open that and then placed my cup inside on the glass turntable careful not to spill or drop it and then closed the door and push what I am pretty sure by the positioning to be the minute button.
Yep, it was.
I took my ride down the ramp to the sunroom that was totally dark due to the sun not up yet and no lighting and the computer in its sleep mode, happy to see that it was working once again.
Feeling for and jiggling the mouse on its pad, wow twenty or thirty years ago think how strange that would have sounded; any-who the screen lighted up and I was surprised to see that I had fourteen emails overnight, although a lot; not beating my all time record which eludes me now but perhaps it will come to me later. Happily within the mass of confirmations of friends and some with messages was what I was looking for our electronic deposit of Hubby’s pension check, whoopee now I can pay more than half our bills online leaving us with a balance that will begin my savings again, his ssi comes in tomorrow for the rest and groceries with that, but after I get this mess down to a manageable level of all done.
My messages are mostly from Facebook and it is my doing for all those requests to become friends and so here I go confirming them all. Some are just sweet messages that do deserve answers which I do, as well as anyone celebrating a birthday today only two and I send them their happy birthdays which have become part of my morning ritual also. Some times I mix it up with wishing everyone a happy day first or vice versa.
Once all my niceties are out of the way I leave my FB page and go on to my bank to use the bill pay, and feel good that seven of my monthly bills will now be taken care of, especially the household ones.
Then briefly there is a hush that comes over me of quietness of non moving fingers wiggle with nothing to do, alas...
I realized at this point after eight I hadn’t eaten any breakfast yet and I must eat in order to take several of my morning pills and so although we had eggs and cereal left I took out the caned salmon that I made up with lemon juice light mayo and dill and onions just yesterday and toasted up some multi grain and sliced some tomato and yes a dill pickle to accompany the delish odd breakfast of mine. Once I consumed my strange but very tasty morsels I got out my meds and sloshed them down with my bottled water since my one cup of coffee was done and gone. I had even forgotten to turn on the TV, Hubby turned it on to the Today Show and I had forgotten their yearly wedding was on today, the couple was beautiful but I was more interested where had been chosen for their honeymoon, it was some island in the Caribbean I do believe I get distracted easily these days.


But not for long since Hubby’s up and Skipper as well but also because people are responding to my posts usually from my happy morning but lately from the ones I repost from my emails from CNN.
They are sometimes quite exciting and very interesting, and always share-worthy due to my lack of concern for accuracy; at least I do believe that to be so of such an upstanding news source; though we all know that information is only as legit as its sources. Then I started receiving odd job offers… and I was mystified by these and then my light bulb went off; not dissimilar to those cartoon characters bubbles over their heads, although no one else could see my metaphoric imaginary one.
Last night’s Blog said I had no income, well little did I realize how that experiment with tongue in cheek poetic license would cause the barrage of job offers for working at home to employment agencies, gosh who knew those jobs were out there, I’m amazed!
I only wish I felt confident enough to pass them on, but I didn’t and deleted each and everyone of them!
The clock is showing nearly a quarter to ten by now and I have to be out of my shower in time for… when I have to administer my Copaxone shot in my left thigh today, while he’s on.

Oh that’s right, him? … Nate is on at ten and I do so try to watch him, he gave a design test and surprise I am a spilt personality design person, before you all knowing peeps say of course you are; it actually means I like what used to be called eclectic, or combination of decorating ideas, then the View is on and after that the NBC news at noon.

Lunch was shared with Hubby, a clean out the leftovers drawer, three hotdogs we had left and a couple of handfuls of freezer fries, shame on us with all those nitrates and fat!

After lunch I switch it up to Judge Jean Pirro on channel 38 that Hubby even has been known to watch, its sort of a controlled Jerry Springer group of the plaintive and defendant that enters her courtroom, but fascinating so different from what we actually know thankfully and dare I say somewhat entertaining.
Hubby leaves after that since the programming has gone on to the chick show genre with One Life to Live followed by General Hospital and then Oprah as the afternoon topper and back to NBC news for five o’clock although it does start at four opposite Oprah!
Tonight was Hubby’s turn for dinner and he chose to bake our Tilapia, healthy again, although with twice baked potatoes with cheese and a salad, another healthy choice.
After dishes were done I came here to write to you my ‘dear diary’ for that is what this actually is.

And so if you are my current voyeurs checking up on my daily dos and don’ts and so goes the day of a shut-in, boring to you I bet… or un-stressful to some, and so I will wish you all very pleasant happy good night and ask you to count those blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time be here or be square, OK?

PS Due to the confusion of the NO Salary mentioned last night I found the devil in me telling one of the well respected merchants on Facebook that I didn’t need to go to his marketing seminar to make a bundle since I am currently a kept woman and retired due to that! LOL, Hubby and the man enjoyed it; so no harm no foul.

PSS Good night dear diary to you too!

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