Peanuts have protein
I will admit I got angry at another blog. Someone friended me on Facebook, and her only post every day was putting up the Matt Walsh blog and saying "Me too" and "What he said". I don't have a problem with Matt Walsh, but I didn't like his blog shoved in my face every day. I appreciate independent thought, even if it's badly written.
No wonder I keep writing.
Ron was shocked I went to bed "so early" last night, but I got enough sleep and woke up on time. I stayed in bed for half an hour with Biscuit, got up and fed him, took my shower (in that order).
I did half my God time, as it turns out I could have done the whole thing. If God offends you, think "meditation". I typed that as "medication" at first, tells you how my mind goes.
We were going to Walmart. Ron had given me a pretty extensive list. Our ride, however, was very late.
It showed up half an hour past our pickup time. Then they said we would get there at 9:20. Our pickup was 9:40. Ron had scheduled a "shorter" trip of 45 minutes. We also had to go pick up an elderly man (he's very nice) in a wheelchair, that ate up more time.
I was left with about 15 minutes shopping time, when we got there. I left Ron inside the front door because people have been robbed, out front.
Ron thinks I am "overly paranoid" when I tell him to put his money away quickly, don't wait outside, don't hold your wallet in your hand, etc. He would just sit there with $100 in his hand, in the worst neighborhoods, if I "let" him.
I don't think he will understand until he is, in fact, robbed. I'm not looking forward to that day. I wasn't even "robbed" and it left a mark, that someone put hands on me trying to steal my stuff. (See Dec 2009 blogs)
I ran in and got a cart, not a very good one, and began racing around the store getting items. After I finished, Ron was upset because I didn't get sliced cheese. Dude, that's the only thing I didn't get on the list.
How about the 24-count case of cat food? More bread? 3 packages of deli sliced meat and some honey Dijon mustard? How about all your snack foods?
I didn't even get my drink mix, or any soda.
I got out right as the return trip arrived. We loaded up and went down the road. We picked up an older lady and her son, who lived in a very fancy apartment complex. I had to wonder why neither of them had a car, they weren't blind. She was complaining she "got left" this morning. Translated: the driver waited 5 minutes past the pickup time and got approval to leave her. I didn't feel sorry for her.
The worst that has ever happened to us, at work, is someone leaving the "proper" pickup spot to go to the "wrong" one, and then we have to try to get them back. I don't know why they think we would be waiting at a mailbox. It also shows a failure to read the pickup notes.
At any rate, the young man reeked of cigarettes, it was horrible. I don't think smokers realize how they carry "the stench" around with them everywhere they go.
Happily, I didn't have a headache today.
By this time, Ron was bragging on me, I was a fast shopper and "I really showed 'them'". He has remained that way. Well, at least he changed his mind, and we did have some cheese at home already.
We were out of salami. I love uncured salami. It is so good just plain, or in a sandwich. It doesn't seem to provoke headaches either. So, I got that second.
The bread (which, by the way is $3) was first.
We got home and unloaded, I put everything (not much, really), away, and I ate some yogurt. I took out the garbage and found a couple of soccer balls in our yard, one under my bedroom window. Not real happy about that one. I gently tossed them back.
I took a nap and woke up with a headache, the words to "I wanna get better" running through my head. Don't we all? Want to get better?
I had Torbie in my bed during my nap, I was very careful of her. She is such a sweet lady. She can be a little bit cranky with the other cats, but she's very loving to us.
I pretreated Ron's clothes (lint roller, stain remover) and threw them all in the laundry along with my clothes. I don't have much, just socks and underwear mainly. I had some microfiber shirts I wear at work, I put those in lingerie bags so they don't get damaged. They are great at wicking but not, I think, as durable as a t-shirt or something.
I picked up a garbage bags' worth of trash and put it in the garage, to go out tomorrow.
I finished my God Time (prayer portion), and Torbie got up with me on my lap while I did. She and I had a lot of fun, her purring, me petting. She really is a nice cat.
Ron woke up. He thought had had cancer on his leg. I told him it looked like he had run into something. He worried about diabetic ulcers. I reminded him they would look like the ulcers he gave himself, abusing that back massager on his legs, a couple years ago. He complained about his knee and I told him we need to get him an MRI, and that he might end up needing surgery for whatever is wrong. He said he wouldn't do surgery, but I've heard that before.
And he used to call me "sickly".
At least he is taking his supplements on a regular basis.
Which reminds me, I need to order more supplements.
He started drinking, sigh, not much I can do about that. He went back in his room and is eating his snack foods (Chex mix combined with some kind of nut mix I got him today). Well, peanuts have protein, right?
I need to eat and take my pills (I got smart and didn't do it just yet so I could actually talk today), then go to bed pretty soon. My aunt is picking me up to go see Doc, and then we are working after that.
It's going to be a long day, so if you don't hear from me tomorrow you'll know.