I've turned the Sunshine State Treehouse into a Hibernation Station.
I'm still Non-employed and not looking. Probably in Feb. when I find out Mom's back situation.
I started taking a bunch of new Meds that were chosen by healthcare professionals, strictly on the basis of being on the $4 Generic list.
I somehow whacked my back out last weekend. I blame the Big Bissell Of Evil. 2 days in bed with an ice pack on my butt was helpful.
I talk to people on my phone that actually survived the Potty Swim. Sorority Girl fills me in on Housemate Drama and Cape Cod Kid tells me all about his trip to Atlantic City and his new tattoos (that he didn't get in Atlantic City)
I take 2 to 3 mile walks (if the temperature is over 60) and 2 to 3 hour naps (if the temp is under 60)
I'm doing a book of 80 crossword puzzles at the rate of about 5 a day.
I talk Mom down from her moving/house selling/Nasty relatives anxiety.
I eat Saltines with Peanut Butter for lunch.
I spent 5 hours looking at weather maps and standing on the porch during a wicked storm and tornado warnings.I swore the lightning was hitting our parking lot.
I have pretty much perfected my recipe for Almost Sugar-Free Fruit and Oatmeal Bars.
Blogs, blogs, blogs, facebook, MahJong. Blogs, blogs,blogs, HuffPo, facebook, MahJong.
Today Show, Regis and Kelly, Today Show, The View, News, All My Children, The Talk, Ellen, Oprah, News, Jeopardy. My boyfriend Steven Tyler on American Idol. All caught up on Grey's Anatomy and The Big Bang Theory.
Read...Pillhead: The Secret Life Of A Painkiller Addict by Joshua Lyon...The Shack by William P Young...ROOM by Emma Donoghue. All three of them made me think about a LOT of things that I can't begin to explain.
The problem with hibernation is that I enjoy it WAY too much.