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Jul. 3rd, 2025 09:45 pmWell, this was a quick walk. Bella wanted to play but Gracie didn’t, so she decided to come inside.
Turned the dryer on but forgot it was on the dewrinkle setting, so I’m going to take my shower at lunch after the clothes are dry. Napped a little.
Bella and Gracie swapped food again. Clearly the other one is getting the better food.
Napped over lunch. I had to remove Gracie because she and Bella were squabbling over the lamb toy. (Bella is more restful to sleep with.)
We were let out of work early for the holiday weekend. Popped into the shower.
My therapist wants me to ask my psychiatrist about my feeling lethargic. And she wants me to talk to my primary physician about a CPAP. (I had gotten one, but that was right when my mom died, and I couldn't deal with it.) We also talked about my going to the Unitarian Church, and she said that I just needed to ask a few questions and let people talk. We commiserated about the time of the church service though--10:30 on Sunday. My therapist said that she isn't dressed before noon, and I agreed with that statement. She also said to look for evening events held by the church.
I fell down a rabbit hole trying to find out when I created my Gmail account. I finally found the answer through trial and error.
Fed us all. Bella was trying to "forget" that she’s not supposed to eat the cats’ food. I told her that nothing had changed even though we now have Gracie.
Hmm. I’m wondering if I should get a “dog backpack” so that Bella could carry her own food when we camp.
Dozed lightly. The dogs are crashed out.
I’m thinking that I should get ready for bed and go to sleep early. I want to get outside to weed in the morning. Do I want to go to the fireworks show in Champaign tomorrow? Parking will be a bitch. No, I should stay home with the dogs and cats because they won't like the noise.
Got my ReMarkable tablet set up and planner pages loaded. I think that it will be a help.
Bella knocked into my laptop and the track ball went who-knows-where. I went into Zara's room to grab the trackball there. She seems to be feeling much better, is staying visible, and was loving me up. Good to see.
I should feed the beasts and go to sleep.
