I slept well and woke up wondering if I
had slept late. But no, it was only somewhat after 7. I considered
going back to bed. But then I started unloading the dishwasher. I
swished while I packed Chris' box of toys for the orphanage. Then I
looked up his address for the shipping label and customs. I tried to
weigh the package, but the food scale gave me an error message, and
the floor scale wasn't accurate enough. I did my exercises and
checked e-mail. Then I pushed myself away from the computer, got
dressed, and took the box to the post office. There was very little
traffic and I could have taken Chris' car. The postal man told me
my customs form was out of date. He also said it would have been a
little cheaper to use a medium flat rate box. I picked up a flat
rate box and new custom forms on the way out. I stopped on the way
back to pay the bill at the eye center. I also turned off at an
estate sale. When I found myself parked on a hill, I thought it was
a good thing I did not take Chris' car. I bought some water glasses
that matched mine, and a rolling walker. I brought the stuff home,
then went back in Chris' car, parking it at the bottom of the hill.
This time I looked through all the books, CD's and clothes. There
were lots of history ones that I think Chris would have liked. I
found myself hanging up the clothes on the floor and organizing the
books and CDs. Old habits die hard. I came home the back way, up
and down hills. When I got to my house, I continued on and went
around the block for a little more practice. I parked in the carport
and brought my bags of books in. Craig was picking up the leaves in
our shared area with his riding mower. We talked about leaves and
then chickens. I went in to make breakfast, check e-mail, and listen
to an audio on liver function. I mowed the leaves in the front yard,
then put the mower away and made a stack of boxes in the garage for
Freecycle. I was surprised how clean my pingpong/cutting table was
after I cleared all the empty boxes. I brought in the mail. Maryann
sent me a card with leaves on it – leaves that don't need raking or
mowing. I got a new power cord in the mail. Apparently the old one
is subject to spontaneous combustion. Pictured are the instructions
that came with it; suitable for all languages. There was some
daylight left, so I raked leaves inside the fence and pulled up the
dead four o'clocks. There must have been a hard frost last night
because the tomato and pepper plants were dead, too. The remaining
tomatoes were just sacks of green juice, and not very tasty green
juice either. The kale looked good, though. I cleaned up the dead
stalks in the garden, collecting the fabric strips that held them up,
and putting the cages by the apple tree for the winter. The air was
so fresh, that I stayed out longer to rake leaves by the apple tree.
I stayed out longer than I wanted to because I suspect that
mysterious rash on my forehead from last winter is coming back. It
must be in the heating system since it appeared in January when the
unit was replaced, and disappeared in late April/early May when we
turned off the heat for good. I made extra juice, and did twice the
usual time meditating. I was listening to an audio when Chris skyped
me. While we talked, he folded his laundry which reminded me that I
needed to do that too. Parker e-mailed us some pictures so I shared
them with Chris and we talked about flooring. After our chat, I
picked up laundry from here and there and put it all in the washer.
I repaired a pair of pants. Then I finished my audio and read
e-mail. I took a box down to the pile, and moved the wet laundry to
the dryer. I read more e-mail, and watched a short audio on the blue
pigment in food. He mentioned that a moon rainbow is black and white
with shades of gray. My hands were really dry, so I rubbed them with
coconut oil, and drank water and tea to rehydrate. I watched the
Smarter in 7 minutes video, then wrote up my blog post for today.
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