Monday Two Weeks Out

Monday was the second one since the surgery on Monday, 20 May. It was a dull day, and I planned to rest and do minimal things to build up some reserve. Also, a cough has started, which means taking it easy. So, I spent the day watching NetFlix’s award-winning Black Sails, which is now free. This is a rewrite of the history of Nassau and pirates with the usual naked, perfect bodies, plenty of sex, and complex relationships you see in these cable shows. In this case, the ships and battles look real and better than some movies. I can’t say I can recommend it, but for binging, it works.

HR and the leave people say they are finding the undo button for my paycheck. I should soon get paid the missing amounts, and the next checks will return to normal. I have enough cash in my checking account to handle the mishap, so I will just wait for them to fix all of this. I am hopeful this will be fixed soon.

The day was wet, and I stayed inside all day except to get the mail. I did my laundry and put it away. I was going to do the dishes this morning, but Corwin got them done last night. My new printer arrived. The old HP that was cheap years ago has finally reached a point where it can no longer be updated. I finally canceled the Instant Ink program that has me pay by use with unused going to the next month. I liked the program because of my sudden usage when printing rules, books, writing, and so on, and then I had almost nothing for months. I was never out of ink for years.

I will install the new $150 Epson EcoTank on Tuesday.

I rose at 7, me sleeping through most of the night with only one hydration event. Today was the first day without Linda (my sister), and I would even be alone for much of the day and night. I was (and am) steady on my feet, and I no longer get light-headed when I am tired. However, when my eyes close, I can feel the room turning. My brain is still trying to understand the signals, and if I sit in the comfy chair and close my eyes, I can feel the chair slowly spinning to the right. This does not happen when in bed, just when reclining. It is quite interesting and a bit fun to close your eyes and feel like you are floating and spinning. At least I got something for my hearing loss. I can fly!

Aside: In the shower, when it was rebuilt after the water leak and thinking Susie would need it, it has many handholds and a seat. I use the hand holds before closing my eyes to wash my hair and try to be sitting. I keep my eyes open now when using the towel on my head; otherwise, I will sway.

And that takes us to today’s theme music from our local China and Pink Martini: Sway.

Breakfast was my usual steel-cut oats, thinking of Dondrea, who loves these too. I found a frozen chicken bowl and frozen naan and had a delicious, easy lunch. Dinner, with the cough getting worse, was changed from something to make to an expensive Chinese-style delivery with lots of soup, East Harbor Chinese Restaurant. This soup, a version of Wonton Soup, has to be assembled so it does not ruin in the broth. Theirs is excellent. I ate lots of the soup and had some lotus root and other crunchies.

And that was my dull day. I went to bed after more sexy pirates and decorative violence using swords and flintlocks instead of guns or laser guns. The script could fit any SciFi or historical drama with just a wardrobe change and some different staging. I am still not quite ready to accept the American accent and wording for a British colony–the language makes me wince as f**k seems to be the only word used to exclaim displeasure or pleasure. I don’t care about the profanity, but I wish they could be more imaginative with the words.

I read a polite book, showered, and went to bed, pulling up extra covers. At night, I let the house drift to 66F (13C) to save money, reduce my carbon footprint (this is a natural gas-heated house), and prevent drying out with heat.

I soon began dreaming, forgetting my dreams, and sleeping. After rising at 4:30 for more Tylenol, I woke less and overslept.

Thanks for reading.