Whiling The Morning Away

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Although this blog is ostensibly about cleaning and improving my home, in reality it’s sometimes a productive-feeling way to procrastinate.

Like now, for instance. I should be taking a walk instead of writing. But walking is so…physical. I’m more of a cerebral person. I like to think about walking, instead of actually doing it.

Sometimes I get really ambitious and think about running. Which is extra-hilarious, because I’m physically unable to run since my knee surgery.

I was crossing the street recently when I saw a car coming. I furiously pumped my arms and pushed my leg muscles as hard as I could, and my pace didn’t increase by a jot. At least the driver knew I was trying.

Blink, blink (change of subject).

I had a kitten dream last night. I dreamed I was surrounded by kittens of all colors, in fantastic patterns. And by all colors, I mean blue and pink and purple. And by all patterns, I mean perfect spots and stripes and harlequin diamonds.

I’m pretty sure I should stop watching mixed-media art tutorials right before bed.

While still in Costa Rica, I had a vision of the cat I’d have here in the USA. It was a gray male (I usually get females) and his name was Smudge. I figured I didn’t need to look for him because he would find me.

I was in my living room at “The Village” when I saw an adolescent gray cat come up to my porch and sniff around. I’ve not seen any cats near my apartment before or since. Unfortunately, No.2 Sis was visiting, and she tackled me before I could open the door.

Of course, there are pros and cons to having a cat.

Pros:

Kitty kisses.

Purrs.

Someone to greet you when you come home.

Cons:

Cat boxes.

Allergic sisters.

Someone to arrange care for when you leave home.

BELLA, THE BEAUTIFUL AND NEUROTIC

BELLA, THE BEAUTIFUL AND NEUROTIC

It’s been over a year, so I hope Bella kitty is well-adjusted to her new home. I checked on the rescue web-site, just to be sure she hasn’t been put up for adoption again. She hasn’t, so I’ll still wait for Smudge to show up.

No hurry.

Stay tuned…

Someday, My Prince Will Come

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Do you remember the song that Cinderella sang in the Disney movie? “Someday, my prince will come…” She was so forlorn, and so sure she’d be happy when her prince showed up and rescued her from her current situation, that being a crappy job, crappy place to live, and insufferable roommates.

When I saw this blog post at The Daily Positive, I realized I was being just like Cinderella.

No, I don’t dream about my prince arriving (although I had a lovely dream about Russell Crowe the other night). But, I do make the mistake of thinking I’ll be happy when…

When I get a vacation, when I get my house organized, when I make more money, when I pay off my debt, when I lose some weight, when I retire…

I have to get into the habit of asking myself what would make me happy right now.

So, last weekend, I ignored my messy house, and my herbal studies homework, and I drove down to Lanesboro, Minnesota to visit my BFF “G” on her farm.

I thought we’d tour Kinstone, but it’s only open through October. Missed it by 1 week. Oops. We’ll check it out come spring.

Instead, we hung around the farm, where the dogs and cats seem to outnumber the horses and cattle. The dogs are Pepper, Red (I thought they should have named him Red Pepper or Cayenne), and Kitty. Yes, Kitty’s a dog.

The cats are Luna, Violet, Pippi, Mini, and Little Big Man. Here’s Little Big Man getting a drink while I was trying to use the sink, and later, making my coat into a bed.

goofy cat

We also watched some old black-and-white comedies. First, “My Favorite Wife” with Cary Grant and Irene Dunne. One of my all-time favorites. Then “Love Crazy” with William Powell and Myrna Loy. I hadn’t seen that one before and it was most amusing.

“G” and I went into town for a little shopping and a lot of eating. I’ve been slipping terribly on my low-carb regimen, and my blood sugar and weight are both creeping up. I decided to have a “Farewell to Sugar Tour”, and I spent the weekend (and the week or 2 before) indulging in sweets and starches of all kinds. Starting today, it’s back to the strict no-carb detox diet.

Downtown Lanesboro:

Amish store

Lanesboro-2

And my retirement home, a shed on “G”‘s farm, if I don’t get my debts paid off.

farm shed

Stay tuned…