Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Yawning in the early morning...

You'd think I was tired or something the way I'm sitting here yawning, but all I really need is a cup of coffee to wake me up properly. Well, it may take several cups, but since there's no shortage of ground coffee, that's not a problem. As a matter if fact, I have a whole new supply of  # 4 filters as well, so I can make many pots full if I need to. Always look at the bright side of life. Waking yourself up with coffee may be an artificial onslaught to your body, but it sure as heck works. I have yet to see a cup of coffee I don't like. 

I'm very cozily and contentedly sitting here in my bathrobe having an absolutely peaceful moment and I sure treasure it, because I don't know how long it's going to last. It may be very fleeting in nature and be gone like a puff of wind in no time. So, it's like they say, enjoy the moment and hang on to it. I'll try not to let anything disturb it and make it a very long moment. That means I have to ignore Tyke who thinks he's bored and wants attention. Luckily, he's now distracted by a rawhide bone. Phew, that was a close call. I don't know if I'm off the hook, though. He can be very persistent.

Yesterday morning I was rudely awakened out of a sound slumber by the telephone. It was the household manager of the Green Cross who said he had a domestic help for me right that moment and that she could be at my place in ten minutes. I was taken completely off guard, because I had been expecting one in the afternoon. So here I was in my bathrobe, half asleep and in dire need of a cup of coffee and in no shape to get dressed yet. I decided that having the coffee and a cigarette were the most important things and I welcomed the domestic help in my bathrobe and didn't get dressed until I had to vacate my armchair when she vacuumed the living room. I don't care what people think.

She was a very talkative domestic help and smoked three cigarettes while she was here. She cleaned house the French way, in other words, with a lick and a promise, so it's a good thing that my regular one is coming on Friday. When the Exfactor got here when she was done, she decided to stay a while and join in the conversation. It was an awkward situation and I'm glad she was just temporary and that she won't be back. I will go through several temporaries now until I get a steady one. It will be a pain in the neck, but I'll have to put up with it.

The Exfactor and I chatted over a cup of coffee about his work and about my state of mind, which needed discussing, and then I made a shopping list, which I kept down to the most basic necessities. I want to spend some money on myself this month and cut out any 'luxuries' from the grocery store, so I will have some extra money. I can be very frugal if I have to be and live on bread and water.

I walked Tyke while the Exfactor did the groceries and we were home at the same time and unloaded them together. Tyke was very excited, as usual, because he thought everything was for him. He does get underfoot and there's some danger of shutting him into the refrigerator.

I talked to my psychiatrist over the phone and he increased my antidepressants. He wants to get to the root of the problem, though, by talking about it and is going to call me this morning to make an appointment with either him or my SPN, who's been on vacation and sick, so she's not been available up to now. She may be back today, however. 

I've got my outfit picked out for today and I've decided to tone it down a little bit and not look so very dressed up. I won't look like I'm going to have tea with the queen. I'm only going to creative class, after all. I mustn't make too big a deal out of it. Everything is very relative and, although I want to look good, I don't have to look splendidly smashing. 

I feel better today. 

Have a good morning.



Anonymous said...

It's good to treat yourself once in a while, we always deserve a little pampering.

CJ xx

Frances said...

LOL - good for you, not rushing around to get ready for the cleaning help. YAY - liberation.
Funny she stayed to talk. I laughed out loud at that.
People are all so different, aren't they? She probably felt relaxed an informal because you were in your robe when she arrived, so she thought you were a laid-back kind of a lady!
Hope the psychiatrist can get to the root of what is ailing you at the moment. Have a lovely day.

Frances said...

PS - I just realised your blog is the duelling dutch woman but the comments are still on the Laughing Dutch Woman... LOLLL
your blog understands duality.

Twain12 said...

i hope you talk with the psychiatrist will help a little too.I can just imagine Tyke all exited by the shopping, mine get like that :) Enjoy your class

Lane said...

That is my very favourite Matisse.

Hope your creative class went well.

among found objects said...

I just returned from the States.. a short trip to see my folks... and being there I can say there is a few cups of coffee I do not like.
It was so great to see your response on my blog. It has been some time since I have posted.
I am sure you are smashing even when you dont try.
When I was little my mom would make us straighten up before the lady came to clean. I never got that... I am glad to see you dont follow that school of thought.

Wisewebwoman said...

I've stopped rushing around for when Emma comes, it is pointless as she often says to me: what do you want me to do?
You sound good my dear, glad you are plugged into the support staff who take good care of you. You are far more in tune with your own needs these days.

Bernie said...

Well my dear friend I have finally found you, boy you do move around a lot.
Your profile picture is so pretty Nora, I really like it.
Sounds like you had a very laid back cleaning lady, not sure I would of appreciated her sitting down to smoke 3 long was she there.
Tyke sounds so cute, I do hope you are enjoying your class and having a great day today.....:-)Hugs

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