It's time for my favorite Saturday morning yoga class and I am not there, though I got up in plenty of time. For the last couple of days, I've been fighting some bug--thought at first it would go into my sinuses, as usual, but it just seemed really to be making me very, very tired and droopy, possibly with fever in the afternoons. I took a lot of elderberry extract (anti-flu) and did the yucky sinus wash, and think I'm coming through on the other side. But yesterday I just wrote a few emails and was exhausted by 11 AM, and could barely drag myself to my writer's group at 2, which left me even more exhausted. Though once again I wake up feeling fine, I didn't think I needed to push myself to keep up with the kids today. And next year I don't skip the flu shot!
When a person is doing her level best to contend with time and gravity, it's extremely unfair to pile on viruses as well! Who designed this universe,anyway?
And then I could just be exhausted from keeping up with the world's most OCD cats. If a human is in the kitchen, Mop absolutely must go out, and then immediately is scratching to come back in (this can happen four times each direction while I'm eating breakfast). All this because she will no longer use the cat door through the basement* on account of her fear of the outside cat, BC, who will use the cat door to go out when she comes in, but only if a human holds it open. Also if a human goes upstairs, Mop tears past them in a frantic dash to go stand on the bathroom sink and wail for the faucet to be turned on--even if she was just drinking water in the kitchen when she heard us go up--of course, in the kitchen, she won't drink from a bowl but only from a pitcher that we have to leave full in the sink.
I'm sure none of you would stand for such shenanigans.
*(Considering getting a new cat door that goes directly outside, but then the possum might come in. I have nothing against the possum but feel sure it would have its own set of weird demands.)
When a person is doing her level best to contend with time and gravity, it's extremely unfair to pile on viruses as well! Who designed this universe,anyway?
And then I could just be exhausted from keeping up with the world's most OCD cats. If a human is in the kitchen, Mop absolutely must go out, and then immediately is scratching to come back in (this can happen four times each direction while I'm eating breakfast). All this because she will no longer use the cat door through the basement* on account of her fear of the outside cat, BC, who will use the cat door to go out when she comes in, but only if a human holds it open. Also if a human goes upstairs, Mop tears past them in a frantic dash to go stand on the bathroom sink and wail for the faucet to be turned on--even if she was just drinking water in the kitchen when she heard us go up--of course, in the kitchen, she won't drink from a bowl but only from a pitcher that we have to leave full in the sink.
I'm sure none of you would stand for such shenanigans.
*(Considering getting a new cat door that goes directly outside, but then the possum might come in. I have nothing against the possum but feel sure it would have its own set of weird demands.)