Monday with a Crash

Nightmares now come to me early. I have been asleep for an hour, at around midnight, and then something goes wrong. There is pain, coldness, a noise, or something, and I find myself in a dark dream of my fears. Most of the dream disappeared in a flash and a crash. I rolled out of bed, slammed my head into the nightstand, and hit the floor in a heap. I am unhurt, mostly embarrassed, but this Tuesday morning, when I write this, my knees, neck, and head are all sore. Yikes! I have not fallen and never fallen out of bed in years.

There is nothing breakable near the bed or placed on the nightstands, a difficult learning from Susie’s many falls out of bed. Even shoes are kept away from the bed. I, once comfortable, slept, but I woke a few times and moved into the center of the bed!

I woke at 7 on Monday morning, but did not rise until 8. The coffee was starting to cool as the timer began at 7 to make coffee. I started on the blog, laundry, and online. I was not disciplined, and soon it was 11 and the blog was not done, but I had read too much news (very depressing), read my emails, and updated my transactions in Quicken. I have finally published the blog after making additional edits and additions.

Breakfast consisted of coffee (the end of the Zabar’s roast from NYC), a banana, and a cup of cottage cheese with salt, pepper, and smoked paprika.

I got the mail, still in my robe and PJs with slippers, and found this included the UK Britain at War #221 magazine mailed from the publisher in the UK. I had ordered it after learning that a letter from someone at the Battle of the Denmark Straits, now 108 years old, was published in the issue. This includes some new information and validation of existing knowledge. It was wonderful to get a new account for the 1941 battle. I had watched videos on the letter, but it was great to have the printed version.

I made lunch after defrosting the bulk Italian-style sweet sausage in a pan with water. I fried the sausage in my non-stick pan (thanks, Steve), heated sauce from a jar (a new flavor of blue cheese and peppers), and boiled water. I nearly burned the sauce, but managed to pour it into the cooked sausage; there was a lot of splattering. I had it too hot. I went with angel hair pasta, and that cooked quickly, but it always sticks together in the sauce and isn’t as good reheated. But I wanted to try it again. Lunch was wonderful. I had two moderately sized bowls.

I decided to repack the new super box for the Lost Ruins of Arnak board games. Yes, I bought a box. It is the official box and includes a storage solution to get it all in one box (previously scattered in three unruly boxes of baggies and stuff thrown in). I removed the bag of extra parts, punched the add-on that came with the box (meaning I had bought a box and an add-on, feeling perhaps this was worth it), hoping it wouldn’t be something that unbalanced the game, and repacked it. This time, it all fit in the box, and the lid closed tight. I put the bag of slightly expensive plastic upgrades that did not include the last two add-ons (f**k!) in my collection of spare parts.

Corwin stopped by. He needed to cut screens, and I helped him use my Lady Ada Engineer’s scissors for the job. He got to try the pasta and thought it was good. He headed out, supplied with tools for this latest job. He and his friend own a business specializing in window washing, roof cleaning, and other related tasks. I don’t mind loaning out tools for their endeavors, and I was their first customer.

I headed to Barnes & Noble to get cards for Mom Wild. I was out of anything new. I arrived in Air VW the Gray without issue and soon, resisting a magazine and new books, got just cards. The cashier pointed out that I had a $5 coupon on my account (plus my discount on the cards), and I then grabbed a chocolate bar for the same price. The chocolate tastes better when it’s free (yes, I know it was not really free, but still it was good). I took my goodies, sat at their table, and wrote out a card for Mom Wild. I brought stamps, applied one, and it was ready.

I headed home by way of the post office, and I posted the card. Done! I drove by the house as I forgot I had some shopping to do. I next parked outside the 185th Corner Market and purchased a supply of fresh vegetables. I can now make a salad. I took the EV home.

I was exhausted for no known reason and nodded off for thirty minutes in my recliner. Waking, I headed to Safeway to get some cake flour as I plan to bring a cake to the Thursday meeting for Theology Pub. I went for a walk after returning in Air VW the Gray with a few items. The check-out line was long for the DIY which I had to use for the three items. It took me almost as long to get the flour as to buy it.

Back at the house, despite the stiffness, I walked to the bench about 1/4 a mile away to get some steps in. On the way back, my legs and lower back told me this was a bad idea or one I needed to do more often.

I found the pizza from a few days ago and finished that for dinner. I then started on my notes for my class on Sunday. That took quite some time, and I was raiding United Methodist websites and Wikipedia for my information. I also have some printed sources.

I watched more of the Apple+ Foundation series and got through two episodes. I do like the character and the mystery. I did read the first novel in the series; I never went back and was surprised to enjoy the show. I love space opera with its empires and jump-gates or jump-engines to explain the distances traveled.

I was feeling out of sorts and dizzy, and decided that reading some SciFi would be a good finish for the night. I am behind on my Analog Magazines (I have a subscription) and picked up, embared to say, April’s and read a short story about prime numbers and aliens. It became a story about violence and dominant male culture, and an interesting pivot. I enjoyed the story. I think it might have set the stage, though, for the nightmare of me running and jumping, resulting in me literally jumping out of bed.

I felt uneasy when I nodded off.

Thanks for reading! So far, I am OK though more stiff than yesterday.