My world has definitely become a one-track train lately, with about 99% of my focus on my health issues. So trying to come up with an unrelated theme for this post? Not easy.
1. I don’t care how old I am… Kuromi’s coming with me.
My Monday wound care appointments are hell on earth. My kid recently bought me a small Squishmllow, Kuromi of Sanrio and Hello Kitty fame. And it’s coming with me for my next session. I figure squeezing that is better and safer than accidentally clutching those trying to debride me.
2. Gnomes are in my future.
Not as weird as it sounds. I love PamPino Crochet’s gnome patterns. I’ve made several of them, and I have three more ready to go on the hook as soon as I get the yarn in the mail. All three Christmas themed. I
3. I love my Kindle keyboard.
When I got my most recent Kindle, I popped for a keyboard, too. It’s wireless, with a light-up keypad with numerous color schemes. Its back is magnetic, so it holds to the case nicely. It’s incredibly handy, especially for relatively quick needs when I don’t feel like hauling out my laptop.
4. I hate my Kindle keyboard.
What I don’t love is the touchpad, something I detest on any devices. No matter how I hold my hands, I seem to activate it, which relocates the cursor into the middle of words. It’s annoying as all hell.
5. It’s a tough time to be a New York Rangers fan.
They have yet to win a single home game, preseason or regular. WTAF? And we’re not spectacular with away games either. Out of 14 games thus far in the regular season, we’ve won just six. We’re currently sitting at #25 out of #32 in the league, with a team of talent that should have us much higher. Personally, I put some of the blame on the GM, Chris Drury, who’s made some questionable choices with the roster and coaching staff.
6. Thank goodness for Uber Eats.
In my current situation, I’m only allowed one normal-sized mug of real coffee a day. But I’m allowed unlimited decaf. To that end, upon my release from the hospital, the hubs bought a second coffee maker, a white one to differentiate it from our normal maker. This morning, I got up to a note by my coffee maker, informing me that there wasn’t enough coffee to set up the pot for brewing. The travesty. But thanks to Uber Eats, I’ll have it by 9:30 or so.
7. A little self-care goes a long way.
My favorite form of self-care involves a hot bath, coffee, a book, lotions and potions, and a face mask. Currently, most of those things are verboten. No soaking in baths, pools, or bodies of water for the foreseeable future, at least until my incision is fully closed. Same with lotions and potions. I’m reduced to baby soap at the moment. So the only things left to me are the books, the coffee, and the face mask. It’s my only allowable self-care and a touch of normalcy, if you don’t count the towel worn like a bib to keep the mask from dripping into my incision.
8. I love a Croc slide.
I have them in black, olive green, bright blue, bright pink, and turquoise. I wish they were offered in more colors, like the classic clog-style Croc, but they usually have no more than four or five basic colors. Boo.
9. The spam folder on Gmail is not doing its job.
The amount of junk mail I get in my inbox is ridiculous, this on top of whatever lands in the spam folder. It’s not even consistent with what gets sent to spam. Some days, a sender will go straight to spam. Other days, the same sender will go to my inbox. And easily 25% of what does go to spam… isn’t. Annoying.
10. Sometimes it hits me how divided my family would be.
In the current climate of the US, that is. My grandparents were very conservative, and my liberal tendencies, even from a young age, confused and horrified them. They never hid their disappointment about that. If they were still alive, there would likely have been a permanent chasm between us by now. That’s sad, but true. And it might have been by my choice, and I’m okay with that.
11. What I wouldn’t give for a pro massage.
On a good day, I have a problematic neck and back. That’s intensified now that I can’t do my usual yoga routines. It’s even worse because of the inevitable tensing of the neck and shoulders, what with the pain. So yeah, I’d kill for a pro massage. However, that’s off the table until I’m healed.
12. I miss cuddling with my dog.
I can semi-cuddle with him, but I miss snuggling with him in my lap, resting against my chest. But there can be none of that at the moment.
13. I’m ready for Christmas.
I really need the cozy comfort of the season this year. The movies, the music, the decorations, the cookies. I’m ready.
Those gnomes are cute. If I had someone to gift one to (I have no room for them), and if I wasn’t busy Christmas knitting, I’d be so tempted…
Don’t get me started on trackpads. I was taught to type letting my wrists rest on the keyboard, and so I’m constantly accidentally sending my cursor to random parts of the screen. Grrrr.