A good day...
Jan. 24th, 2006 11:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kellan_the_tabbyWoke up, stumbled around a while. Think I ate breakfast in there.
Took a _bath_. First time in a gazillion years. Used some nice honeysuckle bath salts we were gifted with at Gulf Wars. Absolutely wonderfully relaxing; my neck hasn't hurt all day. Also, somehow the tub was cleaner when I was done than when I started.
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fosveny called from the airport in Miami, asking for the address for the base. I found it and gave it to him. Apparently, driving in Miami sucks rocks. A lot. Really a lot.
Took a long walk, up to the health food store and back. Stopped at the grocery store, carried about fifteen pounds home for the last bit. Hurt when I was done, but not too awfully much.
Cookies and milk for lunch. Yeah, I know. I slip some days. But it sure was good, and I don't do it too often.
Took a nap, complete with cat. I loves my little cat.
Woke up, had dinner. Did dishes, started laundry, straightened up a bunch. Sat and read for a while; got through two of the magazines which have been piling up.
Came back upstairs and got some time to talk tofosveny, giselle0002, and baronadhemar. Stuck in the Krishna Das CD I picked up at Evil Kirsten's last week and played it. Okay, it's Indian chants. Okay, they chant Hare Krishna. I really wasn't sure about the thing...
By the fourth song I was dancing around the room holding a highly confused Miki. Two songs later and I'd dug out the piece of paper Lewis's Uncle Hal gave me, with directions for a set of Chinese exercised called the Eight Pieces of Brocade. And by the time the CD was done I was sweaty, exhausted, and achy, and completely happy.
I'm thinking this goes into the morning routine. It'll sure hell wake me up.
Took a _bath_. First time in a gazillion years. Used some nice honeysuckle bath salts we were gifted with at Gulf Wars. Absolutely wonderfully relaxing; my neck hasn't hurt all day. Also, somehow the tub was cleaner when I was done than when I started.
fosveny called from the airport in Miami, asking for the address for the base. I found it and gave it to him. Apparently, driving in Miami sucks rocks. A lot. Really a lot.Took a long walk, up to the health food store and back. Stopped at the grocery store, carried about fifteen pounds home for the last bit. Hurt when I was done, but not too awfully much.
Cookies and milk for lunch. Yeah, I know. I slip some days. But it sure was good, and I don't do it too often.
Took a nap, complete with cat. I loves my little cat.
Woke up, had dinner. Did dishes, started laundry, straightened up a bunch. Sat and read for a while; got through two of the magazines which have been piling up.
Came back upstairs and got some time to talk to
fosveny, giselle0002, and baronadhemar. Stuck in the Krishna Das CD I picked up at Evil Kirsten's last week and played it. Okay, it's Indian chants. Okay, they chant Hare Krishna. I really wasn't sure about the thing...By the fourth song I was dancing around the room holding a highly confused Miki. Two songs later and I'd dug out the piece of paper Lewis's Uncle Hal gave me, with directions for a set of Chinese exercised called the Eight Pieces of Brocade. And by the time the CD was done I was sweaty, exhausted, and achy, and completely happy.
I'm thinking this goes into the morning routine. It'll sure hell wake me up.
