On Linda’s Page (prompter of What Day Is It Anyway?) she talked about not getting to sleep until the third hour. In comments, I mentioned how it isn’t fair that the senior hour for shopping is early mornings. That isn’t really fair and is assumptive of the rule-makers. (I do understand that the cleaning and shelving of products happen at night. Thank you shop-owners for being so kind. This is a life-long issue for me! A night owl by nature.) Though there must be seniors that are early birds, I would guess a lot of us fall into the tossing and turning and seeing holes in the ceiling and stars above, or mountains or monsters that are just clothes or bedding tossed on the corner chair or table–and those are the creative moments. Most of the tossing and turning is pain enhanced by what-ifs, worst-case scenarios, or guilts of what didn’t get done the day before, or that never-ending list of things that must be done tomorrow–which never get done. And we of the senior variety or high-riskers have the most to worry about.
And that leads me to the wake-up with a back story. It is a non-COVID19 story. <shock-face> One night a month or so ago I was rolling over in my sleep. I grabbed the blanket to cozy in. My hand felt crusty-gooeyness. Yuck! I was so sleepy I wanted to ignore it. But YUCK! I’m sure it was upchuck! So I got up and removed said blanket, washed my hands and donned another blanket with a note to myself to keep the cats off my bed. Yeah. That’s gonna happen!
Solution: I found an old pink blanket to put on top of my regular covers. My day starts with me waking because two cats are lying on my up facing side (I sleep on my side) while Kali is curled up near my tummy. I wake because I know that this cozyish moment could turn into World War III including teeth and claws if I don’t get ahead of the situation.
I get up. I yell, “Everyone out of the pool, now!” I do the fastest bedmaking because Teddy is impatient to get the special blanket. Which comes next. It is an old pink blanket. Though thin, it should protect a little against possible crusties. Teddy seems to smile at me and steps right on it and curls up with a sigh that says, ‘Finally!’
As the morning moves on one becomes two as Rosey joins him. These two can be the worst of enemies but it is obvious they like to be together.
In other news:
I love it when my nails get this long.
There are things you can do with nails that you can’t without. Like a good back-scratching. And they make my fat fingers look nicer. But regardless of the science that says nails stay cleaner when they are short, I tend to disagree. See how clean these sweeties are? When I have short nails, the free-edge gets blackish with dirty, greasy, grimey, crud. I use the brush and have to scrub harder. Without nails, there are things I can’t do with nails, like rub my face. It’ll be nice not to scratch my eyeballs! Though we are advised to keep them short during the pandemic, this is the stage I have to cut anyway–rebel much?–because they break down below the quick. That hurts! So bye, bye nails!
Guess what. I know it is Thursday because last night was Chicago Med, Fire, PD or the Josh Gates shows which are on at the same time so we watch them on the weekends. I love C. Med. I like C. Fire. I tolerate C. P. D. I love all the Josh Gates shows. I will share the trailers in a moment. I just wanted to finish my thought, it is Thursday and we already took out the trash for tomorrow! Now the trailers.
I think of Josh as another of my sons, in fact, he looks and has similar humor to my step-son, so I love him! And I think the shows are very exciting while being educational.
I know. I just noticed this is two trailers from the same show. He has other shows but I didn’t want to wear you out with YouTubes–no, more like, I didn’t want to wear me out looking them all up. Sorry. <–I wanted to say, ‘My bad’ but I hate that phrase!
And now, for no particular reason, a picture of Kali. I think she wanted equal time with the cats starring on this one. Sorry that you had to see the (cleanish except for the cats’ scratchpad cardboard flakes) piddle pad and her ‘hide the biscuits’ (really dog treats not the other) towel. But hey, there’s Pictionary!
Gotta love that face!
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How is your day going? I hope you are all staying safe and well! Enjoy the close you can get or the internal reflections that can bring you peace, hope, and love. Whatcha cooking? Today we are having Lana Burritos. Leftover beans and rice with smashed (pressure cooker) potatoes.
Darswords 
I love your animals. We have early shopping for seniors and like you wander why it has to be so early as most seniors appreciate their sleep. Stay well.💜💜💜
Thank you.
A pleasure 💜
Wow! I thought I was the only one that saw mountains and monsters in piles of clothes, strangers stalking me in coats hanging on the door and that sort of thing… while tossing and turning in the dark of night. Even more spooky in those weird twilight just before dawn hours. I’m in good company, I see. I did call a store recently and ask why they had to put senior/handicapped hour at such unnatural (for us) times, and was told semi-politely that they could give us later hours, but then we’d also get the empty shelves. I suppose I could have figured that out on my own, but I was too busy trying to figure out where my next roll of toilet paper is coming from, even more so than where my next meal is coming from. LOL
Yay! I’m not alone as an adult seeing things in the dark that I rationally know aren’t there! And how about we stay awake, go shopping, and then sleep! I think I heard that somewhere before!
My nails are long right now too which is bothersome when gardening and typing, I usually type much faster when they are short, but I like the look of them when they are long.
My dogs get to sleep on the bed, but my poor kitty has to be locked in the bathroom at night as the solution to keeping peace in the family. She doesn’t mind, she curls up in the sink on a towel and she has her food and water in there. Of course, guests occasionally have to deal with her and her temporary situation, but they are good to keep her locked inside, for the most part. Sometimes if my son stays over, he forgets to put her up. I also keep her there to prevent nighttime roaming lest she encounters
traffic or wild animals.
You have a sink-lion as my sister-in-law calls her sinkers. It’s funny the steps we take to either be trained by the pets or compromise with them! We don’t let the indoor cats outside. But we had to put a pet door in the bedroom door so they can stay or leave in the night. Our first year in this house I had to get up and open the door every few minute, it felt like. I moved my bed by the door so I could be door person. No sleep brought about the pet door. Boy they have us trained!
I trained my cat when she was young to use the doggy door, my hubby didn’t think I could do it, but she followed the dogs and now goes in and out just like them! Mostly, she stays in our yard and always comes home after visiting and that’s the true miracle! She knows what side her bread is buttered on!
That’s so cool! I wish I could let my pets do that. There are just too many predators out here. Only the dog gets to go out, and only with human eyes watching her.
We have fences, yes I know she goes over them but maybe she only visits our close neighbors and comes home. She literally “asks” me to put her to bed every night!
We have eagles and hawks and coyotes and mountain lions, oh, my! A hawk recently picked up one of our chickens and we never saw it again. My dog is about the same size. So… OH, that is so cute! These fuzzy, furry family members keep us smiling all the time! 🙂
Glad I found you, Darsword… we have so many things in common, including Josh Gates!
Glad to meet you, Jenanita! Love your website!
I get awakened by my big boy kitty now and again. He believes it is time to eat, on demand, and will paw my face and meow at me. Glad you have the pink blanket solution. Our cats like to throw the occasional hairball on our bed, usually while we’re not home, which gives us time to wash it before bed.
Your nails look nice 🙂 I think you should see your fingers are not, what word did you use, fat, chubby? Whatever. I have terrible hands and envy yours!
Normally we know about the hairball tosses. Nothing wakes me faster at night! But that one–I missed somehow. Yech! Thank you. Nails are short again, but they grow fast! I may not apreciate the rest of my body, but my hair and nails try to make up for it in growth. Hope you guys are doing well.