don't wanna go grocery shopping...
I really don't. I need to but there's whacks of crap to buy and it's always so much work. It used to be fun but it's a chore now. Maybe if I wear some music it'll be more fun. It's the way my back gets tight even before going that I am reluctant. Well, to be fair, it's going to put my back into a kiln again for the night. By that, I mean it'll be on fire so bad it's like being in a kiln. I went till my late 40s without using pain killers of any kind. I mean, not even an aspirin for a headache. I had chronic back pain and all the usual aches and pains but felt that I would be a stronger person for facing my nerve signals raw. I also felt I'd be safer using it later in life if I'd not built up a resistance or tolerance, and if I had more pain resistance I'd need less. I didn't understand that the stuff attacks the kidneys but I knew it wasn't wise to consume things out of test tubes designed to enable weakness! If I did have aspirin, it wasn't, it was white willow bark tea. I really ought to start taking these remedies again but I got so lazy. If I made myself up a pot of willow, catnip, and mint tea, I'd have to chill it to drink it or it'd put me to sleep and I"m still not sure it wouldn't dull my edge for driving and/or all that walking and heavy lifting that groceries entails. Pushing too, in fact. I guess it's a perfectly reasonable situation to take a pill, though. I do believe I'll do that. These new 12hr ones really do the trick for me, and it's very easy.
Turns out putting up with pain degenerates the system almost as much as the pain killers in much the same ways. The stress it causes is to blame.
The stress cycle. It's well known, yet unknown, sort of. Okay, so it's that fight or flight thing. You're enraged or terrified but you're sitting down in one spot. You might be watching a video, playing a game, or driving in traffic. Either way, your body doesn't get up and exert itself even though that's what the endocrine system is preparing for. End result is a lot of clenched and suspended processes, moved blood supply over feeding some bits, underfeeding others, extra chems to filter out of the body, and activation of brain areas which don't get the kinetic information for which they evolved. So with pain stress it's a bit different but the sense of threat is still there, and the body is still behaving like a castle under seige, not a peacetime society doing it's thing. When you get a deep cut on a finger, for instance, you experience a sudden change of body feeling. You find your concentration poor, muscle control poor, vision falters, so much gets messed up and within seconds of the injury. These are all secondary effects of the bit of your body that's going out to shut down the blood system and cut down on blood loss! It's not being specific because it's the reflex system. The pain of the cut hit your spine and your spinal tissue decided to notify the hormones directly. That then floods you within seconds, like a hypodermic to the veins, with the hormones that help prevent blood loss. the whole body gets it even though it's only your little finger or toe and you have to sit down and breathe a moment. Seasoned fighters need to take a lot of little hits like that to develop the ability to resist the flood. you can still see them blink it back a few times if you watch fighting sports.
I cut another finger on my left hand. The one on my ring finger is still re-growing the nerves and still pink with blood flow but healing great. then I shoved my hand unwittingly against an exposed blade in a drawer. The thing had come out of it's guard and shaved a slice transversely into the meat of my finger pad. It's longer than it is deep but deep enough to get past the skin, so there's a considerable flap of dermis involved. Again, my body did that "shakey sit down can't see" thing for a bit! Sheesh. I hope this one doesn't come in 3s.
Dan came in late from work last night and first thing he has to say is a bitch about our stupid neighbors parked on the street. "Oh can't they see the signs that tomorrow is sweeping day? " He's a great fan of sarcasm as a performance art. He better not give up his trade for it. I suggested that the folks parked out there might be confident that there's still time enough to move their cars. Sure neough when we got up at 7:30am the cars were gone and the sweepers not even hit the neighborhood. All they do anyway is a herd of towtrucks goes ahead and tows to the cross streets where they should have parked anyway. Parking in this area is easy and every home can easily accommodate an average of 3 vehicles (and I think we do) even if we parked them all out on the street. A lot of those vehicles are packed in the back yards. Some yards seem tiled with vehicles waiting a "few repairs."
I used to live in places where people took pride in their homes. It was easy to get social approval just by maintaining your house decently! LOL, not anymore. Around here if your stuff looks too good you'll be resented.
I like to think I can find a better neighborhood on the water but I have to remember that I don't know the various marina cultures out there. I only experienced the rarified world of pleasure boat marinas in Ontario. A few times I met live-aboards who travelled. I sure liked them. These folks were so relaxed and tolerant and they knew how to play and have fun. I'm hoping I"ll find that kind of people again. I'm so tired of people who equate idle chat with entertainment, even though it requires some kind of inebriant to do it.
Now here's a thing, this number has been phoning and not leaving a voice mail all morning. Same number every time, no voice mail, several times an hour for the last couple hours. I mean, how important is it if you can't tell my voice mail something about it? It's a bit stressful I guess and I might unplug the phone if it keeps up but I'll more likely go out and let it ring. It only rings twice anymore since I changed the settings. If I give out my number to someone, I expressely tell them I won't likely answer and they should leave a voice mail. So? Pfft, probably someone who wants to take from me.
I wonder if it's that debt collector trying other ways to get through and getting frustrated. Once a week I get a voice mail from her sounding tired and asking me to phone. She keeps complaining about being blocked on the home phone. I figure she's got to give up eventually because we're just a crappy account. then I wonder who else it might be and then I feel annoyed they don't leave a message. Heh.
Got 2 more boxes done, both marbled, but one is a 3 layer process! I started with 3 shades from white to rose and blended them from base to lid. Then after they were dry I overlaid a sheer opal white which kept the colour blend and added a pearl tone to the whole while softening the tones and blends. This would have been enough at this point and it was lovely, but I just wanted so much to dip it in a blend of sheer and transparent glitters. So I picked out some, including one fairly dark rose tint, and swirled them up. I dipped the dark top in the thickest part and let the outside edges trail onto the base lightly. It's quite stunning. the ribbon is a turquoise/sky blue with turquoise coloured sparkles. I find it so satisfying to stare at in the sunshine that adding another layer of gloss is a way of stimming for me. I wish the internet could see what I see in them but I think I'll be heading into a store next week with all my boxes tagged and boxed. Etsy has been a complete fail.
ah ok, I know, get dressed and get to the store.
Turns out putting up with pain degenerates the system almost as much as the pain killers in much the same ways. The stress it causes is to blame.
The stress cycle. It's well known, yet unknown, sort of. Okay, so it's that fight or flight thing. You're enraged or terrified but you're sitting down in one spot. You might be watching a video, playing a game, or driving in traffic. Either way, your body doesn't get up and exert itself even though that's what the endocrine system is preparing for. End result is a lot of clenched and suspended processes, moved blood supply over feeding some bits, underfeeding others, extra chems to filter out of the body, and activation of brain areas which don't get the kinetic information for which they evolved. So with pain stress it's a bit different but the sense of threat is still there, and the body is still behaving like a castle under seige, not a peacetime society doing it's thing. When you get a deep cut on a finger, for instance, you experience a sudden change of body feeling. You find your concentration poor, muscle control poor, vision falters, so much gets messed up and within seconds of the injury. These are all secondary effects of the bit of your body that's going out to shut down the blood system and cut down on blood loss! It's not being specific because it's the reflex system. The pain of the cut hit your spine and your spinal tissue decided to notify the hormones directly. That then floods you within seconds, like a hypodermic to the veins, with the hormones that help prevent blood loss. the whole body gets it even though it's only your little finger or toe and you have to sit down and breathe a moment. Seasoned fighters need to take a lot of little hits like that to develop the ability to resist the flood. you can still see them blink it back a few times if you watch fighting sports.
I cut another finger on my left hand. The one on my ring finger is still re-growing the nerves and still pink with blood flow but healing great. then I shoved my hand unwittingly against an exposed blade in a drawer. The thing had come out of it's guard and shaved a slice transversely into the meat of my finger pad. It's longer than it is deep but deep enough to get past the skin, so there's a considerable flap of dermis involved. Again, my body did that "shakey sit down can't see" thing for a bit! Sheesh. I hope this one doesn't come in 3s.
Dan came in late from work last night and first thing he has to say is a bitch about our stupid neighbors parked on the street. "Oh can't they see the signs that tomorrow is sweeping day? " He's a great fan of sarcasm as a performance art. He better not give up his trade for it. I suggested that the folks parked out there might be confident that there's still time enough to move their cars. Sure neough when we got up at 7:30am the cars were gone and the sweepers not even hit the neighborhood. All they do anyway is a herd of towtrucks goes ahead and tows to the cross streets where they should have parked anyway. Parking in this area is easy and every home can easily accommodate an average of 3 vehicles (and I think we do) even if we parked them all out on the street. A lot of those vehicles are packed in the back yards. Some yards seem tiled with vehicles waiting a "few repairs."
I used to live in places where people took pride in their homes. It was easy to get social approval just by maintaining your house decently! LOL, not anymore. Around here if your stuff looks too good you'll be resented.
I like to think I can find a better neighborhood on the water but I have to remember that I don't know the various marina cultures out there. I only experienced the rarified world of pleasure boat marinas in Ontario. A few times I met live-aboards who travelled. I sure liked them. These folks were so relaxed and tolerant and they knew how to play and have fun. I'm hoping I"ll find that kind of people again. I'm so tired of people who equate idle chat with entertainment, even though it requires some kind of inebriant to do it.
Now here's a thing, this number has been phoning and not leaving a voice mail all morning. Same number every time, no voice mail, several times an hour for the last couple hours. I mean, how important is it if you can't tell my voice mail something about it? It's a bit stressful I guess and I might unplug the phone if it keeps up but I'll more likely go out and let it ring. It only rings twice anymore since I changed the settings. If I give out my number to someone, I expressely tell them I won't likely answer and they should leave a voice mail. So? Pfft, probably someone who wants to take from me.
I wonder if it's that debt collector trying other ways to get through and getting frustrated. Once a week I get a voice mail from her sounding tired and asking me to phone. She keeps complaining about being blocked on the home phone. I figure she's got to give up eventually because we're just a crappy account. then I wonder who else it might be and then I feel annoyed they don't leave a message. Heh.
Got 2 more boxes done, both marbled, but one is a 3 layer process! I started with 3 shades from white to rose and blended them from base to lid. Then after they were dry I overlaid a sheer opal white which kept the colour blend and added a pearl tone to the whole while softening the tones and blends. This would have been enough at this point and it was lovely, but I just wanted so much to dip it in a blend of sheer and transparent glitters. So I picked out some, including one fairly dark rose tint, and swirled them up. I dipped the dark top in the thickest part and let the outside edges trail onto the base lightly. It's quite stunning. the ribbon is a turquoise/sky blue with turquoise coloured sparkles. I find it so satisfying to stare at in the sunshine that adding another layer of gloss is a way of stimming for me. I wish the internet could see what I see in them but I think I'll be heading into a store next week with all my boxes tagged and boxed. Etsy has been a complete fail.
ah ok, I know, get dressed and get to the store.