It's relatively cool and humid this morning, a nice change from the 100+ degree days we've been seeing. (It is supposed to get up to 98 today though, so we're enjoying it while we can.) There have been thunderstorms in the afternoons and evenings recently and we got a bit of rain during a couple of them. This is supposed to be our monsoon season but we have had so little rain it hardly counts. I suspect that with climate change, this is our new normal. It's too depressing to think about.
This last week, I had some lung function tests done. The respiratory therapist who did them said that things looked good--though I am still using supplemental oxygen at night and sometimes when I have to go out if I have to be very active. (The RT had some suggestions for further improvement that I'll implement as well.) I have more tests in a couple of weeks. Then I'll go back to see the pulmonologist.
We've still got Buzz here with us. Judi is coming home soon so he'll go back home then. He's a handful. Last night he put his paws up on the kitchen counter trying to get at some of the water that I had drained from a can of tuna. (We save it to give to the cat but Buzz decided he wanted it.) He only succeeded in spilling some and getting some in the fur around his mouth, making it smell even worse than it does. He's a really stinky, dirty dog. He also tracks so much dirt into the house it's unreal. I've given up trying to keep up with sweeping and mopping up after him and will just do one big sweep and mop when he's gone.
I'm ready to be done with dogs, even our dog--not really our dog but the dog left behind for us to care for when Dave's mother moved into assisted living--who is a basket case during storms. He gets better drugs than I do for anxiety, actually. Much better. "It's a dog's life" used to mean something different, now it's more along the lines of "it's a charmed life." (Though really, I don't think that's true of this dog, since he is old and has terrible arthritis and is getting cataracts and has awful anxiety and probably PTSD from being abused by whomever had him before Dave's mother adopted him. I feel for this poor dog, I do.)
What have my days been like?
I have been watching a lot of crap online recently, prompted by finding a bunch of 1970s through 1990s sitcoms that were recently added to Amazon. I watched a couple of episodes of Happy Days (I loved this show as a kid), an episode of Benson, and then fell into a Dharma & Greg hole. (I used to think that the actor who played Greg was so cute though now he just seems like a slightly better looking Benedict Cumberbatch who himself looks like a humanized sloth or an alien trying to look human.) I'm also watching a Korean high school drama on Netflix that's called something like Moment to Eighteen. I can't figure out if it's weird because it's weird or if it just seems weird because I am completely unfamiliar with Korean culture. I'm enjoying it though I find that it moves incredibly slowly. I'm looking forward to the upcoming season of Heartstopper, too.
The Barbie movie and Oppenheimer are both popular in the U.S. right now. Of course I'm not going to a theater to see either one, but I may watch when they are released online. I'm particularly curious about Barbie as it seems a bit subversive. Oppenheimer? Might be a bit wrenching.
What else is going on? Here are some bits and pieces:
I am still not sewing much though I did repair a tear in a pair of Dave's jeans this past week and this morning I cut a bit of scrap fabric into five-inch squares because I'm thinking of a scrappy quilt--something, anything to get my sewing mojo back. I ordered some new fabric so maybe I'll cut some of it up. I'm thinking about getting a new sewing machine for my birthday, but I'm not sure. The step up to a quilting machine is going to be an expensive one. My little $100 hoopty of a sewing machine is eclipsed by the $1500 to $2500 that the big names charge for quilting specific sewing machines. My current machine is a Janome, a respectable Japanese brand, but it is from their low end. The best Janome quilt-specific sewing machines (Janome Memory Craft machines) run about $1700 to $2K. That's quite a leap up. (If I don't get a Janome, I'll look at Jukis. Janome machines have 25 year warranties though, something only Japanese do anymore. American machines have, like, one year limited warranties.)
I've been reading Lab Girl, Hope Jahren's memoir. I'm really liking it (though it is a bit overwritten). I've got a ton of books in line for reading, but my brain has not been cooperating. I don't know why.
As far as sleep goes, I'm teetering right now, somewhere between insomnia and "normal" sleep. No man's land.
I need a shower right now but I think I'll finish my cup of decaf and have some toast first. (I'm still dieting, but the weight is shifting very slowly, a well-known perimenopausal phenomenon. Still working at it though.)
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