THURSDAY

Well, I must be getting cautious in my old age: After viewing the water coming from the sky and checking the forecast--continuing virtually all day--I called Roy and told him I was apprehensive about going to see Jim yesterday. It's not as if I minded the ride, but I'd have to walk to the entrance of the complex in slushy conditions and wait for the Access Van, and so on. He understood entirely, said he'd call the place where Jim is to tell them we'll come another time. I said I'd call him Monday and we'll reschedule.

I called Diane and we had a good, long talk. She loves her new place and has resumed hosting her "groups"--Buddha study and book club, plus another I can't remember. Unfortunately, her neuropathy is worsening (it's progressive), so she's having more difficulty moving around; she uses the rollator exclusively now. We both have things coming up, so we settled on next Wednesday for me to come over and see her new digs. 

So what did I do, stuck inside all day? I completed the under-the-sinks project and it's okay, I guess. The big disappointment was that after all, I couldn't fit both new organizers under the bathroom one, after all. Okay, I have one in there and, since I couldn't maneuver the other one to fit in the kitchen because of the drainer, I have one more or less "left over." At this point, I can't think of any other place where it would fit--maybe I'll offer it to Ellen.

T.O.P.S. today and I'm not looking forward to it. I didn't sleep well and thought I'd call Cheryl and beg off. However, I guess I'll go and see how I do.

WEDNESDAY

Now I'm getting seriously annoyed with Lorraine. For years, my usual wake-up time had been about 5:00--sometimes even earlier, but I purposely started to stay up later, in order to sleep later. I now get up about 6:45, which suits me fine. Lorraine tends to call at 7:00 and did again yesterday while I had a mouth full of toothpaste. She called to report that it was raining and "to be careful out there." Oh, good grief, I try to be patient, but she's beginning to wear on me. Yes, I could just let it ring, as I have phone ID (can't bring myself to do that), but maybe I'll just ask her to make her calls later. 

Anyhoo--after breakfast, I just cleaned up, then left for the bus at 10:05. It was drizzling and I wore my boots, but stupidly forgot my umbrella. Oh, well, I just got a little wet. Got to the place in Ojai where El picked me up at noon and off we went to her place.

El made lunch (I had a chicken sandwich and Blue Moon--yum!) then we went to some shops. El got some aluminum pans (very handy, I have some myself) and I a few birthday cards. Then we went to the Rainbow Bridge and saw Greg. El also got some protein drink and some kind of cheese. After, Greg left early and came back with us to play--what else? GIN RUMMY! 

It was a tough fight, but I won by a slight margin; we didn't get up to 500, though, because the Access Van came to take me away at a little after 5:00. Home and I tried to think of some very small gift (we don't really exchange presents), just a token for Suzanne's birthday, which was yesterday. I finally hit on wrapping ribbon and a bow on one of the lemons El gave me from her tree and, with a card, left it at her door. 

Got a Message from Mike asking if I'd send two bags of some certain pretzels to him for Violet. He said it would probably cost about fifty bucks, which may be a low estimate, but I'll see what I can do. (I assume he'll reimburse.)

Had a hassle with this machine last night, but called El and I think--one never knows with these things--the problem is resolved. 

Note: Not exactly sure how I blundered into this typeface, but I like it, and will retain.

 

TUESDAY

Yesterday was a satisfying one--not because great things happened, but because I finally got around to the everyday, mundane things I've put off. Did a color wash during breakfast, then quartered my four big apples and popped them in the larger slow cooker with cinnamon. I had just bought rice and understand it's good for the innards, so I put a cup with water in the smaller slow cooker and fired it up.  I then tackled cleaning the fridge, which--well, talk about procrastination--I've been meaning to do since Hector was a pup. That's an old expression my mother never used--I just think it's funny. I actually looked it up and found this history of how it came to be: https://www.worldwidewords.org/qa/qa-in1.htm

What followed was a quick, impulsive trip across the street to Great Clips to get a trim. It's so-so--we're not talking The Beverly Hills here--but better than before. Before going home, I picked up oatmeal from Von's, then the mail (just something official for Mike, which I'll send him). 

Jim's friend, Roy S.., called me back and we discussed going to see Jim. We settled on 1:00 on Thursday--I'll take the Access Van there and Roy will take me home. Made a note to call the Van today, as you have call a day ahead. I'm going to Ellen's today and decided I'd take the bus there, then the Van home, so called with the request. I also added twenty bucks to my account, so I don't have to remember to have the four dollars cash with me. 

A high point of the day was that I received the two under-the-sink organizers I had ordered.  I immediately cleared out under the kitchen sink and--after some difficulty--put one together. It's just an inexpensive thing in pink plastic, but I'm delighted with it....except...UH-OH!!!  Read on (sob):  

As I was typing this, I remembered that I had washed the two slow cookers and put them in the drainer on the counter next to the sink. Wait, didn't the drainer have to fit under, too? I certainly don't want it sitting out on the counter when not in use. I went, looked, moved things around, frowned in frustration, and tried it. The fact is--the drainer will fit only if it's kind of jammed in and then I can't get the tray in front to fit flat. Oddly for me, instead of doing my usual screaming histrionics and cursing my birth, I kind of mentally shrugged and decided I'd see if maybe both would fit under the bathroom sink. Anyway, I'm not going to obsess over it.

I put in a nice piece of salmon and lay it on a bed of lime slices. Added Italian seasoned and baked it up--delish!

El called to see how I was feeling--fine--and talked about what I might like for lunch at her place today. Anything will be fine as long as I'm with her, of course. 

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Today, my husband would be 94 years old, if he hadn't died 16 years ago. 

Rest in peace, Pat.

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Monday

Slow day. I slept well, I'm glad to record, and my physical condition has improved more. I'm still a little tentative about that, but things are better than they had been. Got a call from Ellen to see how I was feeling--I'll go over to her place tomorrow.

As I was preparing to go to Von's to again search for cleaning baking soda, Lorraine called and asked if we could meet in the middle, as the tree trimmers were near her building. I said okay, I'd stop on my way to Von's and I did. 

The jury's still out as to whether I enjoy Lorraine's company or if I'd rather hang by my thumbs for three days than be with her. She is a non-stop talker and never, never interrupts herself long enough to ask about my recent doings, opinions, or anything else. She constantly complains about everything possible, has no interest in anything except her own doings--which are abysmally mundane without exception--and uses double negatives. Anyway, I chatted with her...scratch that, I listened to her...for maybe a half hour and then moved on.

Found the cleaning-sized baking soda at Von's, plus got rice and some nice big apples; I'll make applesauce today. Home, I did this and that--inconsequential, obviously--and had dinner. I called Jim's friend, Roy S., as I had promised to arrange a time for us to see Jim. Left a message. 

La-di-dah--As a high-born lady, I'm getting used to ordering things from Amazon: Just sent for two under-the-sink organizers, which should arrive tomorrow. I'm also awaiting my Calcium Citrate and printer ink. I do enjoy getting things left at my door. 

SUNDAY

The plan had been for me to take the Access Van to Ellen's, but she called and suggested she come here, instead. I was better than I had been, but still not up to par, so I agreed. Did my usual Sunday stuff (crossword was pretty good), then got ready for my girl. She called me about noon to say she was in Ventura and right across the street at CVS; she stopped there to get me these:

Because of my malady, El decided I ran the risk of becoming dehydrated, so she insisted I take these. I started right away on the one of the left; will address the other today. We discussed whether she should take me to Urgent Care and/or I should call the doctor today. I'll see how I feel.

El had brought her salad and also some almond butter for me, which I spread on bread. Not bad. We chatted  over lunch, then settled down to face off once again over what else? A deck of cards and El  beat me so resoundingly I may never recover. However, it was, as ever, much fun.

She invited me to go to her place on Wednesday, which I'll be pleased to do. I may take the Access Van or the bus--we'll see. I hope Greg might be available some of the time--hope so, I haven't seen him for a month of more.

I ordered Calcium Citrate Complex through Amazon; CVS doesn't seem to have it; in fact, never heard of it. Also ordered printer ink and the two newest issues of Penny Presses' Crypto Families, my favorite puzzle game. 

Took a short nap after Ellen left, then had just a small dinner of spinach and roasted tomatoes. For some reason, I was very tired and went to bed early, sleeping through the night. I'm now going to look up symptoms of IBS, because my problem seems to be swinging both ways now. 

SATURDAY

Ellen called early and we discussed my visit today. I'll take the Access Van and get there sometime before noon. We thought we'd lunch, then go to Soule Park to walk. Sounds good. She's gotten into cooking lately and I had mentioned two chicken recipes I use a lot that are really good, so she asked me to bring them.

Changed the sheets and remade the bed, then did a bleach wash. My digestive system is still not up to par, so I was considering going to Urgent Care, but decided against it. Actually, it improved quite a bit later, which was a relief. I even had normal food and so far, so good.

Went over to CVS for some products and on the way, passed little girls and their Dad selling Girl Scout cookies. Naturally, I couldn't not buy, so I did. Suzanne was going to a funeral in Burlingame and I hadn't realized she had already left, so I thought I'd give them to her to share with the Sisters. However, she already left, so I just have to resist temptation.

I forgot to add a picture from T.O.P.S. on Friday of Sharon and yet another notable outfit: 

This time, her top matches the handbag (really more like a satchel) with the same print. I never fial to marvel at how much she spends on clothes, considering they're far from wealthy. Oh, well, it make her happy, I guess.

Got a darling Happy New Year card from nephew, Tim, and his family: 

As Tim remarked, better late than you-know-what. The youngest child of my sister, Gene's six, he's one of the older new-fathers in my extended family. He was fifty-one when his first and only was born. Of course, nobody has beaten my older son's record at this point: His boy is eleven and he's sixty-five. 

Feeling better, but still not up to par. 

FRIDAY

I lost five pounds. Goes to show, all you have to do is get sick and you never have a weight problem. Specifically, I was down 5.2 at home, to 125 even and 5.4 at T.O.P.S to 125.7. The meeting was the usual therapy session. Ironically, I won the biggest loser prize--a big four bucks.

Home, breakfast (cottage cheese on toast). Although I learned that caffein should be skipped on a anti-diarrhea regime, I didn't care to omit, so had (just one) cup, but left out the sweetener. By the time I sat down, it was past 10:00 and once I ate, did the crosswords and cryptograms, it was later. 

Went over to Von's and got the recommended BRAT items: bananas, rice, applesauce, and bread for toast. Cleaned up a bit and took the trash to the receptacle. While there, I saw Lorraine and we decided to meet int the middle while I had my lunch. Happily, it had gotten sunny and reasonably warm, although a little breezy.  

My innards had been quiet for some time, but I foolishly added an IPA to my cottage cheese on bread lunch. I had no problem until a few hours later, when--well, I did. I'm hoping that was just a slight flare-up, though. Filled out my Valentine cards for the Tokyo, Singapore, and Hawaii kiddies (one of them is over twenty), and put them in the mail. Considering how slow USP has been, they might get them by Easter.  

Ran into my neighbor, Gordon, and we chatted. I finally decided I'd put a note on the post by my parking spot and I did: "To the person in my parking space: Please leave your contact information here." Ordinarily, I wouldn't care, but I had told Vickie, who has several health, that she could park there and now she has to park on the street, a much longer walk. 

Got my mail--nothing interesting--and just futzed around a bit. Had rice and water for dinner. It's hard to say how my malady is doing. I think it's abating, but it's hard to say. Mindful of dehydration, I'm  drinking plenty of water, so I hope it's slowly resolving. If I'm not better by Monday, I'll call Primary Medical and/or Urgent Care.