Last night I did some tapping in bed on
a relaxing and cozy image, on feeling surprisingly calm. And it must
have worked because when Chris' alarm went off at 3:30, I stayed
calm. He took a shower and got dressed in the dark, then kissed me
and went out to the den to read on his laptop. I had a short bout of
crying and trying to calm my amygdala, then was able to join him out
there. I puttered around while he read. I had shut down my laptop
last night and the quiet was so wonderful that I did not want to
start it up again right away. His taxi arrived a little early. I
opened the front door so he could carry his stuff out. I am glad it
wasn't me with two suitcases, a backpack and a laptop. I went back
to bed, still intentionally thinking calming thoughts and afraid the
tears would come back. I imagined what today would be like for him
and when he might have a chance to e-mail me. Then it occurred to me
that I should think about what I could be doing today. But his day
sounded way more interesting. Eventually I fell asleep. When I woke
up, the birds were singing and the night wasn't so dark. I fell
asleep again and the phone alarm woke me up at 8. But it was my old
phone that was ringing. The screen was white and I know my sim card
wasn't in it, so I wondered why it rang today and not yesterday, last
week, etc.
The previous month felt like a dream.
Maybe it was. Maybe my mother wasn't dead, and Faye did not catch
LD, and Chris was still in Kwaj. Then my new phone rang. But it was
Chris, not the alarm. He told me his plane to Honduras was boarding
and he just had time to tell me he loved me. So much for the dream.
I listened to an interview while I
juiced with the handcrank juicer. This was the first time I put in
whole vegetables. I processed arugula, bean sprouts, broccoli
sprouts, a few broccoli heads and two carrots (cut in pieces). It
was hard going, but it did juice and the pulp was dry. After I drank
that (and it was bitter), I made breakfast. I put on an interview
about natural pest control by a lady with a blog called
BugsBehavingBadly. After breakfast, I took some niacin and tried to
sunbathe. Of course a cloud floated in front of the sun. I mixed up
two batches of mineral water and fed my vegetable plants. Then I
parked my car in the sun to sweat through a few killer Sudoku
puzzles. At 1:30 I finished a puzzle, showered, and ate a salted
piece of lamb and a banana. I got dressed and went to the church to
meet Joanie, our intern. She was concerned about how I was handling
Chris going away and all. And apparently people have been asking her
how I am doing. We chatted for 3 hours and afterwards she said it
felt more like girl talk than ministering. She also thinks I should
write a health column for the church newsletter. Interesting idea.
When I got home, I ate some more lamb,
and had to put it away before I finished the dish. I changed clothes
and mowed near the magnolia tree and inside the fence. I plugged the
mower in to recharge, then took the opportunity to clip the tall wild
lettuce stalks. I could see something white in the back neighbors
yard so I got out my binoculars. The white objects were
cloth-covered tables with food.
But more interesting was the squirrel
I happened to see, climbing up the apple tree. I lost him in the
branches, but I think he knocked an apple down and then went after
it. I ate a sweet potato and listened to another audio. I got an
e-mail Chris that he had arrived and I e-mailed him back. I brought
in the mail. I sat quietly for awhile listening and thinking that I
could go to bed. But it was too early. So when the audio ended, I
went outside to add chicken/horse manure to the squash bed. I could
hear party sounds from the house behind us. Then I went downstairs
to watch The Decoy Bride (from Netflix). It had David Tennant in it,
but I don't think that is why I rented it. In fact, I do not
remember renting it and suspect Netflix throws random stuff into my
queue to see if I am paying attention. When I came up, I turned off
the AC and opened the windows for fresh air. It was 10, which was
late enough to go to bed. So I posted to my blog and … zzz.
* This blur is the taxi that took Chris to the airport at 4:15 in the morning. *
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