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The Bill Collectors Are At The Door
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"Even though stories abound in my culture, we have no word for fiction. The only way I could get across . . . the Western concept of fiction was to associate fiction with telling lies." - Malidoma Patrice Some

Music of the Day:
The Very Best of Dwight Yoakam

Drinking: Water

Here it is 4:47 p.m. and I am just now sitting down to write.

Well, my day has definitely not been a normal day by any stretch.

My day began with Michael waking me up several times during the night to ask me to turn over onto my right side because my snoring was keeping him awake. Okay, I can understand that. Except, I want to sleep in other positions besides on my right side. I can't help it if I snore. If I could drop about 50 pounds, then maybe I wouldn't snore but that is not going to happen any time soon.

I am doing well with getting out every other day walking anywhere from 30 to 60 minutes. Then on the off days, I do weight lifting along with stretches.

Well, when Michael woke me at 5:30 a.m. to get ready to go to the food bank, I was a fussy camper. I got dressed and grabbed the bags and went out to the truck. I didn't speak to Michael unless I absolutely had to. I still wasn't quite awake either.

When we arrived at the church, we were first. I put our bags out. In the truck I ate the muffins Michael suggested I bring and drank the coffee he prepared for me. I snoozed until it became light enough so I could read.

We got some good stuff today from the food bank. The word is for those who signed up, we get a turkey. Everyone else will receive a chicken. Unless someone doesn't come to get their turkey then it will be given to someone who would have gotten a chicken.

Back home we put away stuff and take it easy until we decide to get busy and do our in-town errands:

1. Post office: Mail AAA mileage form; postage and tube for the Amazing Mz. M's gift.
2. Pay the storage fee
3. Pick up prescriptions
4. Do dry goods shopping
5. Put some gas in the truck

At the store all I purchased was the vitamins I needed as in Lysine, Lecithin, and Vitamin D. Then there is food for Bailey since we have him spoiled with canned food and I got a bag of treats. Finally, the last purchase is the kind of toilet paper I like, Charmin Extra Soft in the mega rolls. Oh yeah, I got a pack of gum for $1.00.

So the rest of the afternoon is a loss. Michael is fussy. I am fussy. Luckily, Bailey is not fussy; he has his canned food to eat.

Thinking of my tools, I go meditate. Today I use my infuser with bergamot essential oil. It is a citrus fragrance and once the water begins to warm up, the scent is heavenly.

After meditating I do my exercises and lift weights.

Yes, I do feel a little better.

Then I tackle the bills that have to be paid today. I will handle the rest of them tomorrow and balance my checkbook. I pray there is enough money.

With the "first things first" done, I make my list of what I need to accomplish on the Internet. If I don't make a list for myself, I can get lost surfing and before I know it, it is late and I have to stop. Without my list, nothing would get done.

I went and checked out Robert's (Robert is one of my food bank buddies) art work. Oooh, he is good. I saw a winged dragon that I wouldn't mind having as a tattoo. I checked out all the sites that Google spit out regarding Robert's stuff. The one with the dragon I "liked" on my Face Book page.

In spite of everything that has happened or not, I feel pretty good. I am enjoying writing and listening to Dwight sing to me.

Bailey got sick this afternoon after he ate his food. I wonder what this is about.

I saw Stephen King on the Today program with Kathy Lee and Hoda. Stephen has a new book out. It is about the day President Kennedy was shot and what life would be like if he hadn't been murdered. I definitely want to get this one.

Ah, there is so many books I want to get.

I have my houseplants here on the table with me. Boo is not looking good. I felt the soil and it seemed a little dry. I gave her a tad bit more water. Fred and Fred Jr. are looking good; although, I need to give Fred Jr. more water.

I also did some gardening. I pruned the calla lily plant. I cut the defunct flower and pruned the dying leaves. I watered the miniature rose bush. It was looking poorly.

mz. em
Days Meditating: 7
Currently reading:
-- "Taltos" - Anne Rice
-- "The Daily Book of Art/356 readings that teach, inspire & entertain" - day 44

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