Slow Lazy Daze

Thursday was a calm, slow day. I rose at 4:30 and it was very, very dark, so I knew we had overcast sky. It was good news because it meant that my watering yesterday would be light. It was incredibly warm because the clouds came in early in the evening to insulate us. It’s the same this morning. It’s cloudy and 18°.

Her Highness and I went for our morning walk at 8:30. The air was still, so it felt warmer than it had for the previous several days when the temperature was the same, but we had a constant gentle wind. Our walk was quiet and wonderful. I love getting up early. I feel like I have the world to myself.

The rest of the day, I was very lazy. I napped a couple of time and did some reading. There were chores to do, but I didn’t feel like doing yard work. My responsibilities were limited to spot watering. The highlight of my day was eating blueberries while I was watering. I have a modest crop this year—every second year I get a huge crop, and the years between are slight.

I didn’t watch a movie last night. That was a first in a long, long time. I read a lot and kept taking Her Highness outside because she has the runs, probably from eating poop on our morning walk. Sigh.

This morning began on a very sour note. Her Highness had an accident in the hallway. There’s nothing like rising to an unpleasant smell in the air and having to do serious cleaning up at 4:00 am. 

I Zoom with Aidan today. He has homework for me to do. And I will water all the garden beds. I must also water at Pete and Ali’s. I have watering duties there for the coming ten days. 

These endless days of solitude keep me stable. I enjoy not hearing myself speak poorly and I rarely have a seizure, but it’s beginning to get to me a little being alone all the time. I don’t feel bored, and I don’t know what it feels like to be lonely. I don’t think I’m lonely because I have my beloved pets. I think the routine nature of my life is getting to me.

Steve is due here in twelve days. That will bring a dramatic change to my life at Pinecone Park. We go to Mahle House the day after he arrives. That will be a blast. It’s what we do every year together.