Hallway Horror

I hope your morning began well. Mine began with the discovery that Her Highness, exercising fully her sense of entitlement, shit in the hallway during the night. 

The day dawned bright and clear again. I am thrilled for my clover, and I’ll enjoy my chores and our walks today because I always enjoy elevated spirits when it’s sunny outside. I noticed, as I fetched wood for the morning fire, that my magnificent big white Hydrangea blooms are a lovely yellow now, so I’ll pick some for a bouquet in the living room to decorate the house a little for my dinner here on Saturday night.

I was caught by surprise by Jennifer when she called about my foot, so I just said yes to everything, and my questions didn’t form until long after she’d. hung up. So, I sent her an email asking what exactly this procedure in the hospital on my foot involved. I was somewhat relieved by her answer. I’m just getting a cortisone shot into my heel. It sounds painful, but it’s not something surgical.

Miss I Think I’ll Shit in the Hall and I went for a morning walk in the very cool morning air, and I can’t say enough about how much I enjoy our walks together. There are no people, there was no rain (although it had clouded over), it was silent, and I felt no pressure to be doing anything else or hurrying. It’s dream-like to have my blessed Ms. Shit in the Hall to walk with. Nothing beats trail walking with a beloved dog.

After our walk, we went into the village to shop for supplies for Saturday’s dinner. When we came home, I got busy with my chores: I had eggs to boil and slice, salad dressing to make, shallots to fry and dehydrate, and I had to make the dough for the roti so it could rest overnight before I stretch and twist it today and then it can get a second long and cool rest tonight.

At 11:00 it had become so dark that I had to turn the lights on inside the house. It felt like a downpour was coming, so I was content to be indoors prepping for Saturday’s dinner. And all the while, I was wondering if my Tezspire might arrive. It is due today, but every time it’s been shipped so far, it’s arrived a day earlier than predicted. 

At noon, my Tezspire arrived. I told you! I opened it up and got the infusion pen out to warm up in the house, and at 13:00, I shot myself. And then I cleaned up in the kitchen and vacuumed everywhere before settling myself on the chaise to watch an episode of Grand Designs. Next came more domestic chores, and then Her Highness and I went to Elder Cedar to walk the circuit together. Then it was home to enjoy a spa, then dinner and a movie … and to find a 5 bag of clover seed on the front porch. Hooray! This bag will be sown next Spring. 

Oh, I love these solitary slow days!

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This morning began weirdly, but there was no shit in the hall. I awakened early because I went to bed early, and the first thought in my head upon regaining consciousness, was of Jay, and I cried as my first action of the day. And then, as I lay there and finished with my tears, I suddenly jolted into action. I hurried into the kitchen and fretted over probably forgetting to put the condensed milk in my roti dough. Sigh.

I will be stretching and folding the dough this afternoon. If it seems satisfactory to me, I’ll use the dough. Otherwise, I’ll have to start over and make new dough.