Thursday, October 6, 2022

6 Days

Can I do it?  Yes.  

Can I do it and keep my sanity?  Maybe.

I seem unable to stop thinking about how little alone (regroup) time I'm getting over these 6 days.  I need to remind myself that I CAN get time if I MAKE time.  I'm concerned 6 days of being "on" is going to blast me for a long, hard recovery.  

I'm grateful hubby is home to watch the dogs, but that means a shared bedroom and he's snoring again.  Even my nights feel too much "together."

My sister is a talker and sometimes I need to limit phone time with her.  And now she's at my house for SIX DAYS (!!)  Don't get me wrong, I love her and am super excited, but I'm worried about the energy level.  Her coping mechanism is to be constantly moving and doing and being with people -- outrun any quiet time.  My coping mechanism is isolate and turn all volumes way down.  Usually, when we see each other, we stay separately in hotels.  Even the one night in a hotel is a SHARED ROOM.  

I'm trying.  I'm only partially succeeding.  This is good practice for asking for what I need though.

I keep thinking about how entertaining for 2 days in Asheville floors me ... and this is SIX DAYS ... eeek.

Okay -- enough.  

Cake making was a mixed bag.  The icing seems good, the cake sunk.  Probably the GF flour changed it up a bit.  Usually her recipes bake perfectly.  I think it's cooked through, but I won't know until Saturday.  The cake layers are wrapped and frozen and the icing will keep in the refrigerator.  Partially thaw the layers, re-whip the icing and assemble.  Fingers crossed.  Hindsight is maybe cupcakes were a better idea for baking.  It feel like a layered cake is more birthday-like though.  I tried.  It's WAY too much work to re-do it.  It's the thought -- right?!?!

What's up for today?  Airport pickup -- 3 hours round trip.  Stop at eldest's to see his house.  Lunch at a "health" restaurant in his area (up in the air is he can join us).  Home.  Maybe a hike and takeout.  Maybe hang out and go out for dinner.  Maybe a movie night.  See, not bad.  Breathe.

Adding ... new dress for today.  Figuring out which shoe (wore the tan).






I'll end with some calming, happy words.  Later gators.


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