The Work of Cheering Oneself Up in Everyday Ramblings

It is dry and the sun is kind of sort of out, oh happy day for freedom of movement and the sheer luxury of not feeling like one is a city dweller in the clouds.

Mostly I have been resting. I listened to a whole slew of podcasts and NPR One shows and Performance Today. The area around my left eye is swollen and bruised and reading hasn’t appealed to me as much as normal.

Kes, bless her, came up yesterday afternoon and brought me this incredible piece of rich frittata and some banana bread that I could eventually masticate. Then we went to the grocery. It was actually fun as we both almost always shop alone. I was waiting for my additional codeine prescription to be filled and so we had time.

I use this pellet cat litter that came with the cats that is made locally from recycled newsprint.

The company is taking it off the market because most folks are not recycling newspapers anymore as they are reading everything online. This, (like my overcapacity yoga class) is the kind of problem an ecologically minded group is thrilled to have. It has no scent, which I appreciate as I am super sensitive to scents with my cluster migraines.

We spent a whole lot of time in the cat aisle looking at the alternatives. Kes and Most Honorable use a pine pellet product that has a scent but isn’t too bad because they have both healthy young cats and a basement.

Although my guys are also young, healthy and have beautiful soft coats I don’t have a basement and I spend a fair amount of time on the floor practicing or prepping for classes and am sensitive to what is going on at that level.

Looking online the day before I found another maker of the same sort of litter. It is more expensive and not available at our groceries and in time, in the cat’s lifetime the source will dry up. Finding something else to use now is a prudent thing. A big bag of that came today and now my place smells a bit like a big gerbil cage with all the litter we have been buying to stock up at at the closeout.

Today I went to church and back to the grocery to pick up the light bulbs the checker charged me for yesterday but neglected to put in my bag. She was getting ready to go on break and chatting with her replacement and…

Oh well. I picked up some tapioca pudding too. I admit that it made me just a little grumpy to be in a crowded store just before the Super Bowl and realize I couldn’t eat practically anything I was walking by.

I am making some awesome smoothies though and tomorrow I am going to graduate to soup. There are days when I really am a princess and it is a good thing that the cats could care less. Diego curled up in a little warm ball and leaned up against my hip while I dozed and listened to even more of Performance Today.

Some of the stitches come out in ten days. It will be two months before we start on round two of the work. So the path ahead is clear. To heal. Simple.

Even though I am tired from the procedure I can feel the infection receding and the inflammation that has caused all the other stuff in my body to flare up starting to subside.

It will be so marvelous to have more energy. And to have that coincide with spring…

Oh look, I think I cheered myself up. Enjoy your toast and nuts and carrots and celery for me will ya? Someday I’ll be able to join you again.

Last updated February 07, 2016