In Review

I got up at the alarm this morning, sat up on the side of the bed, and could not remember what to do next. Then the beginning of my routine clicked in: I turned off the alarm, turned on the TV and the light, pulled the comforter straight to make the bed. Next? Uh .... I opened the door and went to the kitchen to turn on the coffee maker. And said to myself "Why am I shuffling along here like Quasimodo?" And again, could not remember what do to next.

So that's my sign. My morning routine is so ingrained in me, that I do each step automatically, without a thought. (That's what makes it a good routine, see?) When I can't keep my routine -- or my back -- straight, that's a sign that tells me I am not fit for work today. So I called in sick, emailed the SCM, and went back to bed, this time with a heating pad on my back and a brace on my ankle.

Another couple of hours of sleep were just what I needed. And I think I also need to start sleeping with the brace on. In fact, since I did feel better once I got up, I went to yet another drugstore and searched their rather good supply of braces and things, and now I have a few more to try. And with any luck, when I see the doctor next Wednesday for a physical, she'll give me something more concrete to do. (Or endorse what I'm doing now, I don't know. You got a hurt tendon, the only thing that really helps is support and time, and exercise, which I'm doing.)

The bounty of my holiday shopping is bearing fruit, which is to say, the stuff I ordered online over the weekend and Monday is starting to arrive. Thank god I don't have to hide gifts like I did when the kids were little, since there's just no place to hide anything here. I have a big carton in the living room and the stuff is in it. Easy peasy.

I must have had a very strange day, because I've only just now finished reading the day's diaries, and haven't even made a dent on any of the news feeds I usually read. What on earth did I do? I slept a little more, okay. I picked up lunch for me and K, who went to campus afterwards. I went to the eye doctor, where all was well, but he tweaked my prescription a bit, so I had to order new glasses. Oh, and I unpacked a shitload of Amazon boxes. I don't know where the day went. But it was a good day.

I like those kind.

WATCHING LAW AND ORDER :: ENTRY #1635