As the Brain Churns

[days_unfolding]

I found Zara's meds. They had fallen into the utensil cup in the dish drainer. I'll still pick up her new meds, but I might wait until Monday to do so.

Ugh. I was up all night with my brain whirring. Fell asleep around 7 AM and woke up at 10:30 AM. Spent some time lounging around. I'm going to go back to sleep after breakfast.

I just had a brainstorm. I'm joining an alumni community from the university. (I went there for college as well as work there.) The U has a nationally ranked psychology department (also from which I'm an alum, but I was in quantitative psychology), so maybe I could connect with a psychologist to interview there.

Today is creative thinking day. I was wondering how I was going to water the thyme and rosemary indoors. I don't have a tray for them, plus it wouldn't fit where I've put them, anyway. I have an old dishpan that I don't use. It works. The thyme is currently draining. I'll just wipe off the bottom of it when it's done.

I found a book that I really want to read: The Sweet Spot: The Pleasures of Suffering and the Search for Meaning. I think that I'll get it for the Kindle to save $$$ and space and to have it before I leave for Mom's house. I also read a great article in Medium about increasing your frustration tolerance.

Had a nap finally. I think that I'll wait until tomorrow to go to the grocery store. I'll just do stuff around here and talk to Mom later. I'm having IBS symptoms, so that's another reason to stay home.

Had a bite to eat. I'm being watched intently by the girls, who want to eat (done).

Hmm. I should make carrot soup tonight or tomorrow. I need to peel and chop the carrots, so maybe I'll do that tonight. I can mince the onion and garlic tomorrow in the food processor. I need to dig out my blender too.

I need somewhere to pile up books for my trip. Done--the shelf on which I usually put my library books.

I emptied a box. Go me. (For those who don't know, I'm decluttering my place and the storage place before I move next year.) And oh! I found Harlee's beloved purple mousie. I knew that I would have packed it, but I didn't know what box it was in. Harlee's been gone for 3.5 years now though. I put it next to her ashes. And I feel like crying. But I emptied the box. I also finally unpacked the dutch oven from the Amazon box, and I really like it. I think that I'll make the carrot soup in it. I have boxes piled up next to the door; I'll take them out tomorrow when I'm dressed. (I spent the day in my pajamas.)

Talked to Mom. She's in more pain than she has been, but she thinks it means that she's healing. Her blood pressure spiked high during physical therapy though. She said that I should plan to come out on the 29th and I'll stay though the following Sunday. She said that I should stay at a hotel the first night that I get in, but I don't know how I feel about that.

I want to write an essay about motivation, but not tonight. I think that I'll have some soup and get to bed early.