Neither Ron or I slept well last night. It was hot. It was humid. Ron had turned up the thermostat and it was 87 degrees (I only found that our this morning).
I guess his anemia is still going strong.
I got up, went to work. I had started my cycle but the cramps didn't really hit until tonight. I went to work and helped Ron first. At one point he got impatient because I couldn't help him with something "right now" so he went and got a couple case of drinks out of the fridge. He had them teetering in his lap as he came back to our area. Boy, I got some nasty looks over that. They thought I was "abusing" him.
I helped Ron (I occasionally think it would be faster for me to stock, than to help Ron do it, but it's important for him to work). I got a delivery. I helped the repairman. I finally got to stock, some, the last hour. I did what I could to hold it 'till Thursday. Good thing I did.
We had a very happy invasion of what appeared to be trainees. They swarmed the machines, shoveling money into the slots and buying one thing after another. Nice.
Rushed, I drank several diet caffeine free sodas. With aspartame.
We finally went home and I took a nap. Biscuit joined me. He was adorable. I put the sheet over him since he was playing around in Ron's bedding the other day, when I made his bed.
By the way, Ron quote "The cats love to sleep by my feet now that I've washed them". Positive reinforcement. Now I have a good argument to use, next time.
So Biscuit. I put the sheet over him, he had a lot of fun playing under it for about 10 minutes, then he came out and laid next to me. I took a short nap, woke up with a nasty headache, and took something for it.
Ron got up. I helped him get dressed. He can dress on his own but it is more difficult and painful, so I help.
We went to Denny's. I figured I could make that low carb, and I did. Ron got something he likes a lot. We had a pretty good meal. We looked like a couple of drug addicts, with plastic bags full of pills next to us, me putting them in Ron's mouth (multivitamin and folic acid), etc. Then of course I had to take a whole handful of my pills, making sure I had every pill in my hand because life is really going to suck if I miss one. Got it.
Our pickup was early so we went home. Ron went to bed. Torbie got in bed with him and gave him lovies. He said she is rubbing her head against his beard now, he thought it was very cute. We do need to trim that beard, though.
Biscuit got in my lap, on his own initiative. He is so cute. He laid in my lap, purring, for a while. I knew he wanted his dinner. He knew I knew he wanted his dinner. So I fed him. He was very happy. Baby Girl joined him at dinner.
Baby Girl's idea of intimacy is sleeping by Ron's foot, or sleeping under my chair while I'm in it. That's as close as she gets to me. She's just not bonded to me. She is a one person cat and that person is Ron. I don't mind. I am just glad they have someone to love (each other).
She is prone to matted fur, and lets me detangle the mats while she is eating. She won't let Ron do that.
Torbie is just all around awesome, she loves, and cuddles with, both of us equally. She is probably the family favorite. Biscuit is very cute but very independent, and a bit of a food-hound. He looks it, too.
Although I notice Baby Girl has a bit of a wattle, too, under her belly, it flops around when she moves quickly.
Cramps came along. I dug out my bottle of Naproxen (useless for headaches, but always good for bad cramps) and took one. Now I am good for 12 hours or so. My cramps used to be a lot worse 20-25 years ago, absolutely horrific when I was a teen, but a lot better now.
Hopefully I will start losing again. I am sort of maintaining right now. But one of my low carb books swore a woman would lose a lot the first 2 weeks of her cycle. Which is now.
Hopefully it IS my time.
Ron must have been feeling exceptionally loving today, when I told him, ideally, I would like to go to Food Town tomorrow (best meats, best prices) he asked me the address and made a trip. I was impressed. He hasn't taken me to Food Town in years.
It should be an interesting day.
6 comments:
Why the sudden change in tone about Ron? Did he suddenly “quit” drinking? 🤔
WTH why do you let him get away with turning the thermostat up to almost 90 degrees. For pete's sake you live in Texas not Alaska. He seriously needs to use a blanket or wear warmer clothing. You are the only person I know who uses the heat in the middle of a Texas summer. Your electric bill must be sky high. How do the cats even stand it?
We have an old thermostat. If it is set to AC the heat won't come on. It just stays hot.
He has a blanket. I felt sorry for him, if he is still cold with his blanket (anemia), don't freeze him with air conditioning. I like it warmer anyway, 80-85. 87 was a bit much for the both of us, though. Whatever he's got it at now is great.
Electric bill is around $100 a month. Ron got a good rate plan, haggling with the company.
I try to be positive about Ron, look for good things. He is drinking less and says he hates getting drunk, doesn't want to do that, is embarrassed when he does, etc. He is fighting his battles, I fight mine.
I can go around looking for reasons to hate, I won't last long. Or I can go around looking for reasons to love, much better. He hates going to Foodtown so it was a big deal for him to take me.
"Ron must have been feeling exceptionally loving today" ironic considering just yesterday he was harassing you at the store and threatening to leave you there if you didn't hurry up. Then the verbal abuse the entire trip home. Yes typical abuser. A bully one minute and loving the next. If he gave you flowers that would be too cliche. But it is the same thing.
Adding his drinking less doesn't seem to be bringing out any better behavior. Still verbally abusive whether sober or drunk it seems.
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