Exhausted

I heard the alarm go off at 8 but elected to stay in bed. I guess it was all that yard work yesterday. I was having a dream where my arms were really heavy and hard to move. I used one arm to reach over and grab the other one, but when I grabbed, there was nothing there. So about 8:30 I got up to turn on the router and vacuum the fan of the laptop before I turned it on. I happened to look out the window and saw that the people across the street were having a yard sale. So I quickly got dressed and walked over. I met Christy and Chip. Very nice people. When they heard my husband was in Honduras, they offered any assistance I might need. I offered to let them put garbage in my garbage can since they had so much and the city did not pick up the extra last week. I bought a top and a dress. I tried them on at home and the top was really cute, but the dress made my stomach look big. I put on an audio and started exercising. My phone rang. It was Art wanting me to make a copy of the offering sheet from last week. He wanted me to bring it up to the church this afternoon. I made the copy and went back to my audio and exercising. I swished and did some unstitching and restitching. I had sewn one of the diamonds the wrong way. Can you tell which one? I listened to an interview with Sir Paul McCartney. He talked about being vegan and growing his own organic food. I had just finished breakfast when I got an e-mail from Chris about the one I proposed to send to Parker. I skyped him to talk about it, but he was involved in getting the self-cleaning cycle of the oven to start. Then the call dropped. When we reestablished the call, I found a blog that described how to program the self-cleaning cycle. We discussed his version of the e-mail and I promised to send it. After that call, I called Art to ask if I could e-mail him the copy of the offering sheet. He said yes so I did, which saved wear and tear on my transmission. I went outside to mow in the back yard. Then I put on my bathing suit and trimmed grass in the front yard in near the driveway and around the big tree. I brought the Servantkeeper manual outside to read, but ended up sun bathing instead. I came in to check e-mail but there was a tapping article and I read it and did some tapping. I probably ate something. I used all the dirt collected from various plant pots and potting plants to make beds for marigolds in the cement blocks that line the driveway. I planted two lilies from church. I took out the trash because it was attracting fruit flies. I mowed again. Then I washed my feet. I sliced up lemon peel and scattered it in the vegetable beds where critters are digging up the ground. When I came in, I found Parker's response, which I sent to Chris. I looked in basement for batting strips for tomorrow, and heard the skype sound so I came up. I talked to Chris,and Michele was busy playing a game. I was exhausted, so Chris let me go. I picked some lettuce and kale and made a salad. Eating helped the exhaustion a little. I listened to an audio on how to keep healthy during air travel. I stacked and started the dishwasher. I did Sudoku puzzles while listening to interviews on travel and then sleep. The last one recommended banana tea. I picked a splinter out of my thumb. I wished I had started the washing machine first because I could wash dishes during the dryer cycle. I paused the audio on sleep to put laundry in washer and look through batting strips (I have enough to fill a closet) for wide ones for quilting tomorrow. I loaded a bag and brought it up. I posted to my blog and went to bed.

Fresh air

I woke up soon after 7, but decided not to get up. Although I did, once the thought occurred to me that the three of us will never live together again, like we did in Pinehurst. It was a very painful thought. I have had it before, but it hurts every time. I got up to distract myself with busy-ness. I turned on the router and laptop. Parker called. She said we could not give the buyers cash or even an appliance allowance due to VA regulations. The lender rep was telling her that a verbal and unwritten agreement to do so was the only way, but Parker was not comfortable with that. So I asked her to write up whatever she thought would work as long as the net to us was the same and she agreed to do it. I used vinegar and baking soda to alkalize. I listened to interviews from the 2015 Food Revolution Summit. I exercised, juiced sprouts and carrots and a squash. Then I meditated. I made breakfast and ate it reading e-mail.
I spent all afternoon doing yard work. I only intended to spend an hour, but was so rewarded by the difference it made, that I kept going. I cleaned out the ditch and pulled weeds away from the bottom of the trees, and did some of the edges of the sidewalk and driveway. When I came in, it was to have some supper. I opened the windows and turned on the fan. Parker had e-mailed me her version of two counter offers we could make to net the offer we wanted to make that would not be acceptable to the VA. It was in spread sheet form that came out in 6 disjointed pages. I wrote back and she sent me a png form of one page, but when I printed that out, it came out as 2 blank pages. Till I got something I could use, I wasted a bunch of ink and scrap paper. I had e-mailed it to Chris and he e-mailed it back in four pages arranged by quadrant. That made more sense. He skyped me and we talked about it. We could not figure out all her math. After he hung up to go to movie night, I sat with the figures and compared it to the offer I had talked about yesterday. I composed an e-mail and sent it to Chris for his approval. I did the 'evil' Sudoku puzzle for this weekend, thinking that it wasn't so bad. I sat to do three short meditations that were in an e-mail. Then I tapped through some of the meditations that came with the book I ordered. It occurred to me that if we bought a house here in Huntsville, I could have a hot tub again, and that was a very compelling idea. I meditated on that for awhile. Then I watched an episode of X-Files. Before it was done, Chris skyped me. He sang me a song, we talked for awhile, then he hung up. I finished the episode and went to bed.

Paper cuts

When I went to bed, my stomach was gurgling excessively. I did not think I would be able to sleep like that, but eventually I did. It was still gurgling when I woke up, but not as much. I wondered what caused it to do that. I woke up a little early so I got up to start the day. I swished and exercised. I got dressed and put out the recyclables. I juiced a cucumber and a red beet. My tapping buddy wrote that she wasn't feeling well. This is the third week in a row that she has canceled at the last minute. I went outside to cut some wheat grass and eat it. I listened to an audio, then did some tapping for her. I looked up engine temps to see why my engine is running at 190 when it usually runs much lower. But it wasn't in the red zone so I guess its alright. I did a Sudoku puzzle and made breakfast. I was listening to a Philosopher's Notes audio when the doorbell rang. The postman presented me with a package and some mail containing a card from Chris. I read it and it brought tears to my eyes. I packed up a project, and watered plants on the way to the car. I drove to quilting where I worked on cutting out the tiny pieces. I used both the X-acto knife and scissors. Ienjoyed talking to Pat and Marjorie. I used Pat's light, which was small and helpful. I continued to work a little after she left, then packed up to drive home. I stalled coming through the Garth/Drake intersection and wished I knew what happened. I brought my project in, and ate some lunch while checking e-mail. Then I mowed and ripped weeds out of the ditch from 4 to 5. When I came in, I checked my e-mail and played an interview, but for some reason the laptop would not load gmail messages. So I checked the desktop and saw a skype message from Chris. We talked for a little bit and then he had to go. I found my laptop was hung up so I shut it down. I listened to another audio, and heard a sound like a radio. I walked to the den to find that Parker had just left a message on my phone. I called her right back, but she did not answer. I rebooted my laptop, and did a Sudoku from a new book. It had blank grids in the back and I wanted to retry the one from Saturday but apparently I recycled it this morning:( I restarted my laptop and did some tapping videos. Chris skyped me back and I ate some blueberries while we talked. He sang to me before he hung up to go to bed. I did another Sudoku puzzle and listened to another short audio. I placed an Amazon order for a book on tapping for pain, and then downloaded the bonus meditations and tapping audios. Then it was time for bed.

Counter offer

I woke up early again but must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, the alarms were ringing, and in the wrong order. I got up to turn on the router and the laptop. I have been putting it in hibernate mode because it gets so hot. I drank lemon water while checking e-mail and got too far into it. It was 9 until I remembered to start swishing. I exercised and drybrushed. I thought about offering the buyers a reasonable amount of money to fix the things on their list and raise the price of the home. I did my detox and listened to audios. I learned that chlorella had the highest level of chlorophyll of any food, and capers won the contest for quercetin. I made warm salt water to drink in the sauna. I refilled my shampoo bottle and coconut oil bottle. I looked all over the house for my 2-piece bathing suit. I couldn't believe it had just disappeared. Finally I put on a one-piece as that was all I had. I packed my sauna bag. I was late leaving and paused at the door to ask myself if I had everything. I had my keys, and purse and ID. I considered counteroffer options all the way. When I got to post, I realized that I did not bring my sauna bag. So I went back home, not too happy with myself. I brought in the mail (junk) and checked e-mail for something from Parker. Then I grabbed my sauna bag and went back to post. Guess I was a little distracted by thoughts about the offer. I sat in the sauna and sweated. There was no one in there, so I turned down the heat a little. Ten minutes before I was done, someone turned the heat up but did not come in. ??? When the hour was up, I got out and took a shower and got dressed. As I passed by the front desk, on a whim, I asked if they had a lost and found. They pointed to a box in the corner. At the bottom was my bathing suit. How I could have left it in the sauna was beyond me. But I was glad to see it. I stuffed it in my bag and went home. I hung up the wet stuff and put my suit in the laundry hamper. I made breakfast and ate it reading e-mail. I also ate supper foods. Parker had sent a message about the VA not letting lendees get money back at closing except for certain items like appraisals and inspections. It was confusing the way it was worded. I guess she doesn't proofread her e-mails. I asked for clarification and then watched some videos in my e-mail. I also read about MEMS technology. It sounded pretty scary to me. I watched part of an interview with Ron Paul about the dollar crashing, but it looked staged. Chris skyped me at the last minute to sing me a song, then I had to leave for choir practice. It went well enough. I picked up the manual for Servantkeeper at the welcome center. After practice, Cecelia gave me her lily which was no longer blooming so I could give it a good home in a sunny place. I planned to plant it next to mine. When I had just finished parking in the carport, Parker called. I promised to call her back in 60 seconds, as I needed both hands to get my purse, folder and lily out of the car. When I got in the house I called her back. We discussed what the new banking regulations would allow at closing as far as cash back offers and appliance allowances, etc. Then I cut out little pieces of fabric with a craft knife while listening to an audio. Chris skyped me when he got in. After 15 minutes, the call dropped. He called me back, but not for long, as he wanted to go to bed. I finished my audio and went to bed.

New offer!

I awoke early, but got up with the alarm. I turned on the router and computer, and sent Chris a message asking how he felt this morning. I put the Netflix DVD in the mailer, but forgot to put it in the mail until I saw the mailman go by. I spit lemon seeds outside. I exercised, swished, and meditated. I juiced celery, carrots, and beans. I listened to an audio in which the speaker said if you rest your tongue on the bottom of your mouth, you can't get angry (or upset). I cleaned up, got my craft knife, and went to quilting. As I talked to Beverly, I tried to cut small areas out with the craft knife – it was not easy, and the cuts were not clean. Eventually everybody left. I stopped at the Asian store for kimbap and sprouts. I stopped at the Dollar store for new craft blades but they didn't have any. Then I stopped at the gas station, and noted that the price is going up. I went home to eat my kimbap with kimchi. I listened to more audios, finishing one with a meditation. I called Linda at church to ask about Servantkeeper software. She did not know much about the financial side and agreed to leave the booklet at the Welcome Center for me to pick up. I put a sticky note on my choir folder. I brought in the mail, but there was no card from Chris. Parker called and we talked about an offer that came through this morning. It wasn't great, but it was close to the ballpark. I e-mailed the details to Chris, then went outside to mow in the backyard and the side yard and the front yard. I plugged the mower in to recharge and got out the grass clippers. I trimmed the grass around the fence in the backyard and the tree. I called Sharon for advice on the offer and she said to ask for a gfe, and to send her address and she'll get intel on that market. I read e-mail, and heated butter in a dish on top of the coffee maker. I added a sweet potato and it was really good. I picked some wild lettuce and kale for a salad. I cut up cherry tomatoes on top. Chris skyped me an hour early because he had to go to a dinner. We talked about the offer and our possible counteroffers. Denise called and she and David weighed in. Then Chris sang me a song and he hung up. I ate some strawberries and cleaned in the kitchen while I composed an e-mail to Parker in my head. I got stuck reading comments on Warren's letter to Obama about the TPP. I did a Sudoku puzzle with my right eye. It was harder to see, but my logic functioned just as well. I wrote to my blog and considered going to bed.

What have I gotten myself into?

I woke up worrying about the test quilt. It wasn't something I wanted to do and yet somehow I felt like I should do it. Should I tell them no or say I will do part of it? Over and over. I got up to check the time and went back to bed because it was so early. Finally the alarm sounded and I got up for good. I exercised and checked e-mail. I called Dad to tell him Michele's address. I assembled the juicer but then did not feel like drinking juice. That was odd. It kind of stopped me in my tracks. Finally I went ahead with breakfast, assuring my stomach that if it did not want breakfast either, it did not have to eat it. But it was ok with breakfast when it was made. I ate and listened to an audio about a compassion technique that had similarities to EFT. I printed out the four patterns for the test quilt blocks. I made notes about the directions, which I had to load into 4 tabs to keep straight. I went downstairs to choose fabrics for the blocks. I went through my stash of batiks (what they recommended) to find a dark and a light that looked good together that I didn't mind using up. They also recommended SteamaSeam, but all I had was WonderUnder so I used that. I cut a piece off and traced the first picture onto it. It was slow and tedious. I packed up the rest and took them to the car. I could not resist watering the plants and seeds before I left. I drove to quilting. Debbie was there and she'd brought me a gallon of strawberries from a farm that she passed on the way in. I paid her and set up my sewing stuff at the small table by the irons. We had a large group and that was the only space left. I could smell the strawberries as I sat and traced more pictures. I ironed them to the fabric and cut out the outer parts. The inner ones were so small I figured only a craft knife would do. My scrap of dark fabric ran out before the 4th picture. So I had to 'piece' it with glue, which was already on the edges from where I cut out the first three. I had to finesse it though to keep from getting glue on the iron. It was a lot of cutting and my hands began to hurt. We all had a good time chatting with each other. Maryann was cutting up grocery bags to make crocheted mats for the homeless. I wished her luck with that. Around 5 I left to drive home. I wished for a bag to go over the strawberries so they wouldn't roll around in Chris' nice car, but the driving went smoothly and no berries left the bucket. I left my sewing stuff in the car, but brought in the cutouts and berries. I put them in vinegar water to soak off any pesticides. I put a beef tongue in a pot of water to cook. I washed and oiled 4 organic white sweet potatoes and put them in the oven to cook. I sat and tapped, nearly fell asleep listening to the oven tick. I did a Sudoku puzzle with my left eye. I left a message for Chris on Skype. I fished out the overly ripe strawberries, and ate some with the tongue. I picked wild lettuce and kale and made a salad with sunflower seeds and strawberries. I ate it while talking to Chris, who was bundled up on his couch, feeling cold. I hoped he wasn't sick. Then I watched “Salmon Fishing in the Yemen”, which is a much better movie than the name would suggest. When it was over, I tidied up e-mail, posted to my blog, and went to bed.

Seeds

I got up shortly before the alarm went off. I realized I hadn't turned off the router last night. The inside temp was 74, still higher than the heat (which I turned off last night). There was a bad smell in my bedroom and I was unable to locate the source. I hoped it wasn't a dead animal inside a wall. I opened a window so the fan could pull in fresh air. I put laundry in the washer. I exercised, checked e-mail and made breakfast. I saw an e-mail from a quilt pattern company wanting me to test one of their patterns. It looked complicated. I took my shower after the washer was done. It seemed to get confused in the middle of the cycle and I paused and restarted it several times. Then I put the laundry in the dryer. After my shower, I got dressed quickly, wearing a dress that I usually don't wear because I cannot button the back. But I discovered that I can pull it over my head without unbuttoning it. I finished my breakfast and supplements, and headed to church. Choir practice did not start right at 10:20 so I had a moment to talk to Art. I told him I'd like to count at a later time next week due to Renegades. Cecelia asked me if I'd heard anything new about Chris' job right in front of Art. So he found out that I might be moving to SK. Then Shannon and I went in to practice. It went ok. I wore my new glasses. After the service, I counted cash (which was nil but I had to sign a paper to that effect) and agreed to meet Art back at 2:30. We gathered in the fellowship hall to sing Happy Birthday to Darryl on his 85th birthday. His speech started out “Four score and five years ago, my mother brought forth to this nation...” It was most amusing. I talked to Mike about how to get in touch with Linda about Servantkeeper software. I was going to go home to get my grocery list, but I remembered what was on it on the way home. My transmission was not doing as well as usual. But I did not want to drive Chris' car to Publix. After shopping I brought my groceries home. They sat on the kitchen floor while I changed clothes and brought up the dry laundry from the basement. Then I put the groceries away and ate some cheese while watching part of a video on seeds, and how seed saving is being discouraged and in some places illegal. They also pointed out that the pesticides that the GMO companies spray on their fields are killing the organic crops grown within several miles of those fields. The big companies are patenting not just seeds, but certain qualities – like heat resistance, coloration, etc which can make growing heirloom varieties that have those qualities illegal. I had no transmission trouble driving to church in the afternoon. We counted the offering and had a glitch that was small and easily solved. Then I went home, and restarted the seed video that I hadn't finished because my computer lost it's place. I ate lunch. I planted seeds and watered things from yesterday. I tried to pull out trees trying to grow in the back yard. I was back in time to watch the part of the video that I hadn't seen. I talked to Chris on skype and he sang me another song. Then I watched another video against mandatory vaccines, and wrote a check to the church for next Sunday. There was an interview with Sharyl Attkisson on her book “Stonewalled: my fight for truth against the forces of obstruction, intimidation and harassment in Obama's Washington”. Her fight lead her to quit her job at CBS News. While listening I was sewing on the hexecontehedron, but had to stop and re-glue some of the edges which then needed to dry. I looked up her website and read lots. I saw a post on the Nuremberg trials which said mandatory vaccinations violate the informed consent ruling under which those doctors were found guilty. Then it was time to go to bed. I never did pick fabrics for the test quilt.
* This is the treadle which really doesn't deserve to be shipped to Korea and back *