[200/365] day in the life
Jul. 19th, 2021 08:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cosmolinguistWhat a long day it has been. I slept awfully, because Gary needed a lot of looking after. He squeaked a lot (he doesn't really howl or bark any more, just squeaks) when we all went upstairs, but he was okay after I went downstairs and offered him a cuddle and some soothing words: he took himself to bed after that. Then when he heard diffrentcolours moving around to actually get ready for bed he started up again, the saddest little squeaks. I went down again, let him outside at his request, tried to calm him down but after just enough time for me to leave and get into bed again, I heard him squeaking again. I ended up having to let him upstairs, which I really don't like doing, but at least it worked without further incident. Well until I woke up a few hours later, hearing him scratching himself so hard that it woke me up. Not that I was very awake: I went downstairs and got an anti-histamine wrapped up in treats for him and gave him that, and either it worked or I was then too asleep to notice, but either way I didn't hear any more from him until he did a little sleep-bark and I found him sleeping on the rug at the foot of my bed. It was a huge hassle to get him to move then, too: even offering a treat didn't help but eventually he grumbled his way out of the room and down the stairs with me.
I felt like I hadn't slept at all, but I went back upstairs to take a much-needed shower after a muggy night and strip my bed and put new sheets on for the same reason. I started some laundry and brought the bedding downstairs too to join the queue of laundry needing to be done.
It was all more work than I felt like doing when I was still so tired. By the timemother_bones came downstairs, I still hadn't had any breakfast and Gary hadn't had his usual morning meds, which are both things that usually happen by then. I got a call then asking if a (phone, of course) appointment scheduled for tomorrow could be done in about twenty minutes instead, which was fine with me but it meant I didn't get breakfast until afterward, about 11:30.
Gary wasn't feeling great all day: he refused all possible treats until he ate some scrambled eggs and sicked it up. Along with the meds we'd finally gotten him to take. Sigh. But he's been slowly improving since then and seems basically fine now. I hope he settles tonight, otherwise I'm going to end up sleeping on the sofa. I guess it's cooler down here at least!
I've also made or confirmed two video calls for tomorrow, bringing it up to three total. I'm glad the phone call I was supposed to do tomorrow was rescheduled for today! And I've been asked when I'm free for a phone appointment on Wednesday and realized the answer is "not really at all!" The first half of this week is so busy, but I'm looking forward to it all, in one way or another.
Anyway, after today's call it wasn't long before I had to go to work;diffrentcolours offered me a lift which I thought was very kind as he told me he had meetings starting at 2. When he dropped me off at 1:58 I said "Sorry for making you late!" and he said "It's okay, I'll just blame Boris Johnson." I couldn't argue with that!
Work was okay even though it included going to The Big Tesco on the first "no more pandemic rules" day, ew; luckily most people were still wearing masks but unluckily there were nowhere near enough people on the tills and I had my choice of queues that all took longer than collecting the items I needed in the first place.
I walked home from work, which wasn't as horrible as I'd been fearing. I slipped right back into my old patterns, putting on a podcast and actually loving the weather. My water bottle had leaked inside my bag but my soaked baseball cap actually felt fine; I turned it around like a 90s teenager and it kept the nape of my neck cool! I'm glad to be the only person I know who welcomes a half-hour walk in this weather: yes it's in the mid-80s and no one has air conditioning but there's been nice breezes, a low-ish dew point and no bugs, so I'm perfectly happy.
When I got back I put the rest of the books back on shelves! That room is (mostly) painted now so the bookcases lining one wall could be put back. The dining room had been so full of the books that Gary's food and water bowls had to be moved so he could get at them. So now that's back to normal and it's nice to see that room coming together: it'll be a placemother_bones can do her sewing and I can do computer stuff without everyone having to see my bedroom in the background of zoom calls.
Just as I was wondering what to do about dinner, and not feeling up to the challenge,diffrentcolours offered to make kievs and rice so we had that. We went to the pharmacy to get more anti-histamines for Gary.
mother_bones has sorted out a grocery delivery for tomorrow, and told us she's planned for someone to fix some radiators Wednesday and someone else is coming Saturday to give us a quote on building a shed. It all feels so cozy. If I'm going to be stuck at home thanks to the callous selfishness and negligence of an evil government, there are worse homes to be stuck in.
diffrentcolours moving around to actually get ready for bed he started up again, the saddest little squeaks. I went down again, let him outside at his request, tried to calm him down but after just enough time for me to leave and get into bed again, I heard him squeaking again. I ended up having to let him upstairs, which I really don't like doing, but at least it worked without further incident. Well until I woke up a few hours later, hearing him scratching himself so hard that it woke me up. Not that I was very awake: I went downstairs and got an anti-histamine wrapped up in treats for him and gave him that, and either it worked or I was then too asleep to notice, but either way I didn't hear any more from him until he did a little sleep-bark and I found him sleeping on the rug at the foot of my bed. It was a huge hassle to get him to move then, too: even offering a treat didn't help but eventually he grumbled his way out of the room and down the stairs with me.I felt like I hadn't slept at all, but I went back upstairs to take a much-needed shower after a muggy night and strip my bed and put new sheets on for the same reason. I started some laundry and brought the bedding downstairs too to join the queue of laundry needing to be done.
It was all more work than I felt like doing when I was still so tired. By the time
mother_bones came downstairs, I still hadn't had any breakfast and Gary hadn't had his usual morning meds, which are both things that usually happen by then. I got a call then asking if a (phone, of course) appointment scheduled for tomorrow could be done in about twenty minutes instead, which was fine with me but it meant I didn't get breakfast until afterward, about 11:30.Gary wasn't feeling great all day: he refused all possible treats until he ate some scrambled eggs and sicked it up. Along with the meds we'd finally gotten him to take. Sigh. But he's been slowly improving since then and seems basically fine now. I hope he settles tonight, otherwise I'm going to end up sleeping on the sofa. I guess it's cooler down here at least!
I've also made or confirmed two video calls for tomorrow, bringing it up to three total. I'm glad the phone call I was supposed to do tomorrow was rescheduled for today! And I've been asked when I'm free for a phone appointment on Wednesday and realized the answer is "not really at all!" The first half of this week is so busy, but I'm looking forward to it all, in one way or another.
Anyway, after today's call it wasn't long before I had to go to work;
diffrentcolours offered me a lift which I thought was very kind as he told me he had meetings starting at 2. When he dropped me off at 1:58 I said "Sorry for making you late!" and he said "It's okay, I'll just blame Boris Johnson." I couldn't argue with that! Work was okay even though it included going to The Big Tesco on the first "no more pandemic rules" day, ew; luckily most people were still wearing masks but unluckily there were nowhere near enough people on the tills and I had my choice of queues that all took longer than collecting the items I needed in the first place.
I walked home from work, which wasn't as horrible as I'd been fearing. I slipped right back into my old patterns, putting on a podcast and actually loving the weather. My water bottle had leaked inside my bag but my soaked baseball cap actually felt fine; I turned it around like a 90s teenager and it kept the nape of my neck cool! I'm glad to be the only person I know who welcomes a half-hour walk in this weather: yes it's in the mid-80s and no one has air conditioning but there's been nice breezes, a low-ish dew point and no bugs, so I'm perfectly happy.
When I got back I put the rest of the books back on shelves! That room is (mostly) painted now so the bookcases lining one wall could be put back. The dining room had been so full of the books that Gary's food and water bowls had to be moved so he could get at them. So now that's back to normal and it's nice to see that room coming together: it'll be a place
mother_bones can do her sewing and I can do computer stuff without everyone having to see my bedroom in the background of zoom calls. Just as I was wondering what to do about dinner, and not feeling up to the challenge,
diffrentcolours offered to make kievs and rice so we had that. We went to the pharmacy to get more anti-histamines for Gary. mother_bones has sorted out a grocery delivery for tomorrow, and told us she's planned for someone to fix some radiators Wednesday and someone else is coming Saturday to give us a quote on building a shed. It all feels so cozy. If I'm going to be stuck at home thanks to the callous selfishness and negligence of an evil government, there are worse homes to be stuck in.
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