It’s been an amazing week so far. The bedroom is shaping up nicely. Got the two coats of primer up and the room looks like a different place already. The sunlight coming through the windows is beautiful hitting the white primer. So different from that dingy, unfinished space that was there before. Primer coat is complete, ceiling is done with two coats of ceiling white (I wanted to use fairy silver, but Joe didn’t like it, so white it is). I can’t wait to start putting the green on the walls. It’s going to be so bright and vibrant. I’m really thinking of doing the trim work in yellow, but that might be too much with two doors and two windows. I’m talking lemon yellow here, to accent the bright green of the walls.
The other day we got a visit from Tio and Mary. They brought me over a box
of beautiful teacups and saucers that had belonged to their daughter L. L passed suddenly last year and we all miss her terribly. I’m going to have to find a place to display them properly. Aren’t they amazing? I, of course, had to show her my china tea set. Mine are Faerie sized. It am touched that she thought of me for the tea cups though. They are such special friends.
Back in October, I got my latest tattoo. My gecko. You may have noticed that he kind of disappeared from conversation. That’s because when I was in the hospital last, my blood infection spread to my tattoo and turned it gross. The head broke off in four places, the front foot slid under the belly of the beastie, most of the colors faded to shades I’m not sure of. It ended up looking like this. Yesterday, Joe took me back to Chroma Tattoo where I had it done the first time. Jason rocked. He took one look and said he could fix it and fix it he did. It looks amazing again. I’m not jinxing it by showing it early again. Once it heals, I’ll show it. Joe was so impressed with Jason’s room in the studio that he actually offered Jason “Joe Bacon”. “Joe Bacon” is a mounted boars head that we have had around the house forever. Joe got it at a garage sale somewhere and hung it in our old house. In this house, there is no room for an ugly ass boar head so he get’s moved from room to room. I’ve threatened to throw him out several times. Joe and Jason hit it off and Joe offered it to Jason and now it’s gone from my home forever. I hope he gets tons of attention where he’s at, he sure didn’t get it here.
I’m about a quarter of the way through the dollhouse. Not far enought yet to take pictures, just far enough to start being confused by the instructions.
Have a great day everyone. I’m off to take a nap. Mom is watching her “programs” for the afternoon and I’m barely keeping the peepers open.
It’s been weeks. I’m up all night, then sleep all day. Or I sleep all night and nap all day. I don’t know if it’s the weather or my medications interacting or what but I can’t seem to catch enough sleep. I’m getting nothing done and am feeling the major guilt of leaving everything for everyone else to do. Day before yesterday I slept till 2:30 in the afternoon and I was back in bed by eight.
So yesterday I went to the doctors to discuss this problem, cause it is a problem. We reviewed my medications, did blood work to check for Epstein Barr and for Jaundice. Checked my white and reds and platelets. Everything is normal. My reds and whites are better than they have been in five years. My platelets are at 25 which is almost normal for a chemo patient. My meds (all twelve different kinds) checked out, although we decided to stop the Ambien. According to all that I’ve read they become less effective the longer you are on them. After six years, I’m past the point of even using them anymore. So we will see if that changes anything. I’m supposed to be more active during the day too. Yep, it’s 4 below outside and sleeping and I’m supposed to go for a walk. Not gonna happen.
Went out with mom and we both got hair cuts. Feels good not to be shaggy. But I don’t like places that don’t wash your hair first. I’m paying the same price, but they just spray it wet with ice water and cut from there. I want the shampoo, the scalp massage, the yummy smelling conditioner. I figure I’m paying for it, I want it. Last time I go to this place.
Then went to Home Depot with Joe. Picked up the paint color for the last bedroom that needs to be redone. It’s Behrs Sweet Midori 420B-5. I wish I could snap a photo from their website but they have it blocked. It’s an amazing green, I can’t wait to start painting.
Finally getting smarter about cleaning a two-story house. Up to this point, I’ve done fairly well. I have cleaning products in all the bathrooms so I don’t have to carry them from room to room. I keep supplies of towelling, vinegar, baking soda and liquid soap upstairs and down. So between yesterday and today Joe and I have gotten both a Swiffer sweeper and duster, with refills, to put in the upstairs linen closet. Now we don’t have to remember to drag them up and down stairs when we are using them. One more step on the efficiency ladder.
Put on a sweatshirt from 1996 today. It’s from a whale watching trip we took while on vacation with the kids. One of the best times.
Off for dinner. Gonna nosh on leftovers today. We’ve had take out all week so there are tons of bits to pick from. Have a wonderful night all.
Since I’ve posted anything. This last round of chemo combined with the cold damp weather is breaking me. All I want to do is sleep. I don’t want to eat. I don’t want to go shopping or running around visiting. I just want to get warm and to stop hurting all the time.
I can’t wait for summer to get here. Yesterday was a teaser here in Michigan. It got warm enough to sit outside for about an hour and get a little yard work done.
It sucks having a 50 yr old brain in a 90 yr old body.
I am working on feeling better, making plans for things to do next month. I want Joe to take me to the sparkly house in Detroit so I can take some photo’s. That’s an incentive to get me outside the house. Once its warmer.
I did bust a move on the fridge yesterday. Looked at the expire date on everything and filled a trash bag with condiments that were purchased for one recipe then stored for eternity in the big cold box in the kitchen. Sad to say that I had a jar of curry paste that expired in 2008. I don’t like curry, I don’t remember buying curry and from the smell of it, it’s not something that I’d ever run out to taste. Strange things sometimes manifest in my cupboards and fridge.
Went to Dearborn and tried a new restaurant yesterday. A place called Fridas Mexican Cusine. Good food, reasonable prices, but slow service overall.
I also managed to clean the bedroom today. My side of the bed was starting to look like a bad Hoarders show. Books stacked, empty chip bags, bowls, wrappers, two trash cans and a carpet that Oscar refused to walk on. Took me all of 10 minutes to dust and straighten up, I don’t know why I put it off, just do. Pushing the vacuum is something we both do so it doesn’t get too bad, but picking up my crap is my job.
I think I’m going to wander upstairs and take a hot bath, watch a movie, relax with a magazine.