Tuesday

It’s getting cold and windy outside, but earlier I went to pick up cat food in a short-sleeved shirt. In January. This has bee the most un-wintery winter yet, and it’s sad to know that’s not going to change.

The roadrunners showed up as usual, sunning themselves in the yard after the cold night. When their wings are spread and you see them from the back, they’re tiny! I love it when they raise the feathers on top of their heads.

They like to sit on the chair and look in the window; drives the cat absolutely NUTS. 😂 Yes, I need to wash the windows.

One of my friends online contracted Covid and I’ve been sending her light. She says it helps her sleep, and helps a bit with her lungs and sinuses, too. I wish I could do a session or two and cure people, but that’s out of my wheelhouse. At least I can do a little to help alleviate the situation.

Today’s the 4th day without my evening stress-relief, beer. I stopped in December for a while, but also started eating plant-based, nearly vegan, and it was too much, especially when the iron supplements I’m taking kicked my ass. Those things are brutal, with or without food. I’m really over drinking, and am determined to succeed. I’ve been posting some things on my Instagram account, and followed some sober feeds for inspiration. I still have mixed feelings about Instagram (Zuck, man….jeez), but some of the communities there are wonderful and helpful. Plus, pretty pictures for the win.

Speaking of social media, I’m staying off Twitter tomorrow. The insanity is at a new level and I can’t bear to watch what that man is doing to our democracy with the help of his lackeys. If he succeeds by some stretch of what-the-hell tomorrow, I don’t want to learn about it til the next day. It won’t change anything, but at least I’d have one last day of semi-peace, right?

And now, I’m off to listen to podcasts and set up my planner for next week.

Be safe and wear a mask!

Much love,

Pip

3 thoughts on “Tuesday

  1. Oh, iron pills do me in, too. Also ibuprofen. Good luck with the not-drinking. It doesn’t really change anything, except your well-being goes down the tubes. You can do it. Did you stop the vegan thing, or just the iron?

    I check Twitter now and then, but seriously, I don’t even want to know. I can’t fix anything, so why torture myself with all the bad stuff on there. Nothing last forever, and this will all go away someday, too. I hope.

    I still can’t get over the roadrunners. In my mind, they are right there in cartoon-land with Wile E. Coyote. How cool that they sit on your chair outside your very window. Think I’m jealous. 🙂

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      • Good for you. Find something to do to deal with stress instead of turning to booze. Take up weaving or something. I have no idea, actually. But good luck. I think we’re like kids, or animals. We just need redirecting from the things that are harmful to us.

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