I mean, I don’t know if this will become a thing here, but here’s a picture of Sila, the wolf-dog who used to guard me in my crib. Because it’s Wednesday, and seeing pictures of wolfies on Wednesday is always a nice perk in the middle of the week. ~Katje
Today our new bed arrived. This is good, as the old one had two springs sticking out of the sides that tried to murder us every time we got in and out of the damn thing.
This one is not a continuous coil, as the last one was — this one is individual coil pockets. Much safer, and much better on one’s broken back. (One, in this case, being me.)
I am excited for better sleeps and fewer murderful mornings ahead! I think we all need fewer murderful mornings.
Also, I am pleased that although it is raining today the salamanders smartened up and were no where near the front step when the mattress was delivered. Because nothing would have protected them from two box springs and two mattresses being dragged in and out of the house.
Glad you’re alright, little buddy. Stay safe, amphibious friend!
He was apparently pretty tuckered out.
PS: please excuse the link at the top of this post. I need to put it in to claim my blog at Bloglovin’. There is no obligation to follow my blog there.
It is still snowing like whoa over here. Stopped briefly yesterday in the late afternoon/early evening, but when I woke up this morning it was back in full force.
The world is ending covered in water. Fenrir has eaten the sun. ARISE JORMUNGAND.
Anyway. Today is my rest day after surgery — yes, my surgery was Wednesday, but I’ve been busy every day since. Probably been overdoing it a bit. I promised myself I’d spend today resting, possibly sleeping a lot.
I’m still in a considerable amount of pain, though it is nowhere near the amount of pain I was in when the teeth were still occupying my jaws. This pain is a healing pain, and it is annoying and slow to go away, but I can be patient and deal. I am now eating semi-solid foods, like omelettes and quiche and such, which does quite a bit to improve my mood.
Tomorrow I’m planning on posting something very revealing about my childhood/upbringing and being a survivor of abuse. It was an article I found very hard to write; I’ve been sitting on it for a few weeks while I decided if I had the strength to share it. I finally decided I do have the strength to share it, so it will be going up tomorrow.
Please note if the comments turn abusive I will turn them off. I might have the spoons to share my story, but I am not required to weather the sadism of trolls, nor am I required to weather people who will come to the defense of my abuser. (Yes, there are people who defend my abuser(s). Because abusers aren’t abusive to everyone; if they were they would not have any licence to operate, and they do.)
If you find these topics difficult to read about or triggering, you may want to skip reading the blog tomorrow.
Hope everyone has a great end to their weekend, and I’ll see you tomorrow.
Seriously was not expecting snow today. Not very happy with this turn of events. Wish the snow had waited till tomorrow, when I could just stay inside with a blanket and a book.
But Ragnarok never comes at a convenient time, so while the sun and moon are devoured by wolves I will spend my afternoon launching my book about wolves that don’t eat giant celestial bodies.
Here’s hoping other people decide to brave the end of the world, too, and we can have a good party at the café.
I could have posted this yesterday, but then what would I do for a scheduled post today while I’m away from the house (and unlikely to be able to sit down to write a blog post)?
I was able to resist adding a filter. I’m so proud of me. #filteraddict
(Yes, I did just type a hashtag as part of a blog post. Don’t judge me.)