Today, Tuesday, was the first day I washed my hair and went out. On Monday, I awoke for the first time since about the fifth of September and felt well. I piddled and went to WM for milk with ratty hair. It was not so dirty, combed, but had been so badly tangled I think I must have pulled half the hair off the back of my head. I need a satin pillowcase.
The Tuesday lunch was today. I could not eat the meatloaf (mammal meat) and did not like pinto beans. I gave away the cornbread to a ninety-two-year-old woman who thought mine looked better than hers. I did eat the mixed greens and chocolate cake and three glasses of unsweetened iced tea. Dominique ate only part of what I gave her. But, she did give me an egg for which I thanked her.
As I stepped outside the church fellowship hall, the guy leaving at the same time told me to look up. The sky was the clearest blue ever, not murky or even a cloud in the sky--not even a little fluffy cloud. From the heat in the car, I think it was in the high 80s today....just perfect. At 6:30 pm it was 80 degrees, 38 days with no rain, humidity at 50%.
Two hours is all it took me to get my internet bill straightened out at the bank and at the corporate ATT. That exhausted me. I spent $5 at KFC getting the Tuesday Special and another meal of leftovers for Dominique. I asked a fellow diner if I could have her leftovers. She gladly gave them to me, saying her cat was picky and would not eat KFC.
Since I awoke too early with a nightmare, I feel a nap coming on and hurt all over. I sat up too long today.
There is a raccoon just waiting to be trapped.
Did you have blue skies today? Pain? Don't you love the first day you can get out after an illness that keeps you bed bound many days? Do you wear yourself out like I did?