Wow.
Mr. Lumpy is actually shrinking!!!
All I'm taking are amino acids and Vit. E., however, in high doses.
But he's gone down.
The pain is less.
The itching is less.
The wall is fixed.
... sorry to switch topics on ya like that ...
The kitty litter boxes now have a box on top.
Cheesecloths, pot holders and anything else that could possibly have the scent of ANY kind of food on them are raised above donkey level.
Major puppy-proofing is in order.
Next, chicken wire for the ground.
This is a serious project.
You should see what I did to the balcony railing upstairs.
We had puppies on the terrace rooftop.
Not anymore. A little bit of string is now cobwebbed through and there are no more puppies on the roof.
I also found out today that I have less time teaching at Dream Project than I thought, which pleases me.
I have a tendency to take on more than I should.
I get a little too gung-ho and take everything on at once, then realize it's not really possible for one person to do it all.
Yet, somehow, I do.
I thought this trait left me after the motorcycle accident, but in so many ways here in the Dominican Republic, I'm learning that I'm not completely healed.
I thought I could lift a 5 gallon bottle of water into the water cooler.
Because I am healed, right?
Nope.
I'm still fragile, it's just that I don't have to take pills every day to ease my pain.
So, I have to remember, still, that I can only do so much.
Because lord knows, once that stress kicks in, my brain won't function and NOT A THING will get accomplished.
So, upon hearing that it's not going to be full time work this month and September, I was pleased.
More than pleased.
I need my time for my own creativity too!
That's the trap I fell into when I was teaching for a living. All work and no creativity gives us a Hurricane Andréa sighting.
I never did get that digital piano from Santo Domingo on the Mr. Lumpy tour.
Papi and I couldn't find the store.
So I ordered one online.
It should be here this week and the MusicMan has me practising Jazz standards, which will give my brain a run for it's money!
Accelerated review of all that I learned in college that has completely left my mind!
I have to learn it all over again.
Anyway, the other part of having more time, means more time for training these demon dogs.
And puppy-proofing the house.
They are like having triplet toddlers who get into everything at the same time, and I only have 2 hands to catch them with.
That right there is a full time job.
I'll love them a little more when I'm not mad at them all the time.
They sure look cute when they sleep.
Maybe I'll put a little whiskey in their water.
Mr. Lumpy is actually shrinking!!!
All I'm taking are amino acids and Vit. E., however, in high doses.
But he's gone down.
The pain is less.
The itching is less.
The wall is fixed.
... sorry to switch topics on ya like that ...
The kitty litter boxes now have a box on top.
Cheesecloths, pot holders and anything else that could possibly have the scent of ANY kind of food on them are raised above donkey level.
Major puppy-proofing is in order.
Next, chicken wire for the ground.
This is a serious project.
You should see what I did to the balcony railing upstairs.
We had puppies on the terrace rooftop.
Not anymore. A little bit of string is now cobwebbed through and there are no more puppies on the roof.
I also found out today that I have less time teaching at Dream Project than I thought, which pleases me.
I have a tendency to take on more than I should.
I get a little too gung-ho and take everything on at once, then realize it's not really possible for one person to do it all.
Yet, somehow, I do.
I thought this trait left me after the motorcycle accident, but in so many ways here in the Dominican Republic, I'm learning that I'm not completely healed.
I thought I could lift a 5 gallon bottle of water into the water cooler.
Because I am healed, right?
Nope.
I'm still fragile, it's just that I don't have to take pills every day to ease my pain.
So, I have to remember, still, that I can only do so much.
Because lord knows, once that stress kicks in, my brain won't function and NOT A THING will get accomplished.
So, upon hearing that it's not going to be full time work this month and September, I was pleased.
More than pleased.
I need my time for my own creativity too!
That's the trap I fell into when I was teaching for a living. All work and no creativity gives us a Hurricane Andréa sighting.
I never did get that digital piano from Santo Domingo on the Mr. Lumpy tour.
Papi and I couldn't find the store.
So I ordered one online.
It should be here this week and the MusicMan has me practising Jazz standards, which will give my brain a run for it's money!
Accelerated review of all that I learned in college that has completely left my mind!
I have to learn it all over again.
Anyway, the other part of having more time, means more time for training these demon dogs.
And puppy-proofing the house.
They are like having triplet toddlers who get into everything at the same time, and I only have 2 hands to catch them with.
That right there is a full time job.
I'll love them a little more when I'm not mad at them all the time.
They sure look cute when they sleep.
Maybe I'll put a little whiskey in their water.
i love to learn
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