A post in which I try to put my finger on the oddness of this week

It was an odd day today. I was waiting for the month to end so there would be more work. I am waiting for my doctor’s appointment so that I can have more tests done. I don’t feel overly scared – you can only run on defcon1 for so long before that just gives out. I don’t feel overly sleepy from the bp meds any longer – I’m functional. It’s like I’m in stasis. I have waxy flexibility.

I know I need to make a decision on what I’m going to do this weekend, but I don’t seem to be able to apply my mind to anything. I’m going through the motions. I called Khavis today to come mow the grass. I fed the cats. I went by to see about having a prescription filled today. But nothing seems to matter, really.

I went to the grocery store tonight after work and was just kind of wandering around. I finally realized it was because I didn’t have anything to go home to. I was trying to decide what to eat for supper. There wasn’t anything at the store that I wanted (I had a vague craving for macaroni n cheese with ketchup), and I finally went by and got an order of fries on the way home, and then finished up some leftover bologna in the fridge.

I fell asleep in front of the telly again, so I didn’t get any laundry done, although I could have if I wanted. I just didn’t seem to care either way. I ate some Oreos out of the freezer, more because they were there than because I really wanted them.

I went on to bed because the spankin boy is supposed to come by in the morning. I haven’t really thought much about sex lately, but he offered, and I’m free.

A post in which I am a bit more life-like, but not much

I heard from Russ today, asking how I was, which was nice.

I am feeling a bit more lucid, but still kind of stoned all day. Work has been quiet, which has been convenient.

I finished my book today. Snobs actually turned out much better than I thought it would. I was satisfied.

I was ravenous when I got off work, the lasagna having been inexplicably unsatisfying. I thought about stopping on the way home to have some supper, but since I had no book to read ultimately just went to the house.

I decided to do a load of laundry tonight, and I did. I fell asleep in front of the telly for a bit, but I got it done after all.

A post in which I get through Monday

On Russ's advice, I decided to wait and take my bp meds tonight. That left me a day of near-lucidity, which brought back pleasant memories.

I got the first of my set of cartoon collections in the mail today. Still no word on my painting for the living room.

I went home tonight and ate lasagna, which was actually pretty good although it could have used some more spice and tomatoes.

I tried to call Miss Kat and dana, but got the machine so I left a message.

A post in which I make lasagna

I did eventually get to the flea market today, but it was brutally hot. I wanted to make a pan of lasagna for lunch next week. I got my veggies, and then went on to the grocery store while I was out. By the time I got in, I was absolutely exhausted. It was all I could do to get the groceries in and put away.

I slept for a while, and when I woke up I got to work making the lasagna. I wasn’t sure how much energy I had, but I knew I had to have something to eat on this week. It turned out fairly scrumptious looking, although I forgot to wait to put the top mozzarella coating on, as usual, so the cheese was all browned.

I had a text from Billy inviting me to supper, and I showered and got ready while the lasagna cooled. I had just enough time for a quick nap before it was time to go to supper.

I met Russ and Billy at Ni Hao, which was as good as ever. I ate until I was miserable. They invited me back to their place, but by the time I got there, I was falling over with sleepiness. Russ says he is on bp meds and he has to take his at night or he sleeps all day, so I'm going to try that. I stayed until about 8:45, and then I just couldn’t make myself sit up any longer. I went home and collapsed into bed, as tired as if I had run a marathon. This is pissing me off.

A post in which I am exceptionally lazy

All I really got done today was sleep. dana and I had discussed possibly going to the flea market, but when I called her she wasn’t up for it. I really wasn’t either.

I slept off and on all day today. I finally figured out that this must have something to do with that new blood pressure medication I’m on. Either it’s too high a dose, or I’m just not adapting well at all to it.

dana and I had also discussed going out to the Sugar Shack tonight, but my reluctance to enter a bar period, coupled with my lethargy today, made the prospect less attractive as the day wore on. When I talked to dana later, we agreed to give it a miss.

I did do a couple of loads of laundry tonight, and changed the sheets, but that was about it. My goal was to stay up to about 11 (after all, it is the weekend), but I fell asleep in front of the TV. When I woke up, I just got ready and went on to bed.

A post in which I go out to supper

Joanne called me at work today to find out what’s going on. Apparently she was instructed to do this by Russ. Sigh. I had asked him yesterday to please keep this to himself. I talked to her briefly, and I guess I was able to pacify her.

dana came over tonight to go to dinner, which I had been looking forward to all day. When I got home from work, I did a quick go-over so the house would look decent. We went to the Mexican place at the end of the road, where we can smoke at the table. The food was as good as ever, but our service really sucked tonight. There was a new guy I guess they were trying to break in, and he was less than interested on checking on us in smoking. They had gotten a bit busy by the time we left.

After supper, dana hung out at the house with me for a bit before going on home. Apparently she also will be disappointed if I don’t go to Savannah. She and Miss Kat are planning to go. I ate some dessert and then turned in. I was beat.

A post in which I clear the schedule

I know it won’t make some of my friends happy, but I feel the need to stay close to home these days. I have already cancelled on a pool party I was supposed to attend on Saturday. My host was gracious, but I was immediately contacted by Russ to find out why. He seemed to find my reasoning insufficient.

I contacted Jo Ann tonight by email to explain that I would not be coming down for the 4th. There is quite a house party scheduled for the weekend in Savannah, but I’m just not up to it all. Adding to that would be the fact that my follow-up testing from the urologist is scheduled for the 7th. There is just no way I could really throw myself into the spirit of the thing with that hanging over me just a couple of days later, and having to lie and keep a happy face over the long weekend in a house full of people frankly just sounds like work – unpleasant work to which I have no inclination to subject myself.

dana and I have plans for dinner tomorrow night, and I’m looking forward to that. Being around Miss Kat and dana doesn’t feel like work. It makes me feel better to see them. Seeing Russ and Billy wouldn’t feel like work either. I’m just not up to facing big crowds right now.

I finally mailed Dad’s Father’s Day card today on the way home. He had told me they would call me about dinner this week, but I haven’t heard from them, and am just not up to facing them right now.

I went by the grocery store, bought more Brussels sprouts, and ate a pound of them when I got home. I don’t know what’s going on with that. I don’t even like Brussels sprouts.