Tuesday

First the bed. FAB. I had a hard time falling asleep because the Mariners refuse to lose to the stupid World Series Dodgers. I kept waiting for them to fall behind so I could give up and turn it off. They did not. They carried a 1 run lead into the 9th with two outs and two men on. How the hell am I supposed to get any sleep with those kind of shenanigans??

Then my body was so sore from all the things I put it through yesterday that I couldn't get comfortable. I tried some bed settings and finally discovered that the flat was the best! It has two snore settings. One raises up the head of the bed fairly substantially if you are really sawing logs and one just shakes you with some vibrations if you are just snoring a little. I thought I felt the vibrations a couple of times. According to the report it sent me this morning, I got shook around quite a bit! It raised me up about 4 am. All in all, a big adventure. And a pretty good night's sleep.

It's kind of amazing all the data it collects. I think I'll leave it as it is for a week or so and then maybe move the sensor over more towards the middle. It's set up now on one side of the bed and I really sleep more towards the middle. It will be fun to play around with it and see how it affects the data. Also, apparently, it needs a few nights/days to calculate things like air particles.

My TV needs to come up a bit. It's really too low to see comfortably. I should probably hang it on the wall but I really don't like how that looks in that room. So today I'm going to run over to Goodwill and see if I can find a solution.

I don't need it for today, though. The game is an afternoon game.

The other project for today is to dye my robe. When I got the new shower, I changed my towel situation to a nice oversized hooded terry robe which I put on when I come out of the shower. It soaks up the water from me and from my hair. And, by the time I finish brushing my teeth, I'm totally dry. I love it but it's white and I hate that. So I got some Rit. Navy. And I'm going to dye it. In the washing machine. I'm not totally convinced it's a wonderful idea but, hey, what could go wrong?

Oh and I did finally get the tacking number for my new hanging rod for the closet. No delivery date but I'm guessing it will be here this week. And then two of my closets will be perfect. The third one is The Closet Of Whatever. It houses all of the stuff that has no other home. It's not the worst mess in the world because I'm pretty good about culling it out once a year. But it's ready for a new culling.

Not today. My calendar is full today. Another day, maybe.

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Birthday Answers

(For my birthday, I asked for Ask Me Anything Questions. I got so many wonderful ones. I'm answering them in entries from here until I get to the end. If you think of something you want to ask, just leave a comment or a note. Deadline is totally not a thing.)

maju01

1. Please describe a typical Saturday in your life when you were ten years old.

What a fun question. I pretty much always got up early. There were two reasons for this. The first is that my sister always slept late and I always wanted to do the opposite of what she did. BUT, the better reason really was what Ann Parrish told me once.

We were at a slumber party on a Friday night. Ann was one of the kids there and someone who’s opinion mattered to me. We were talking about Saturday morning and all the other girls were talking about sleeping late and Ann said to me that she always got up early on Saturdays. “It’s the only day of the week that is truly mine - no school, no church. I don’t want to waste a minute of it sleeping!”

That made so much sense to little me, I never slept in on a Saturday again. So up early.

And probably with my nose in a book - I think by 10 I may have grown out of Nancy Drew but maybe not. But I was always reading something. And then outside to find the neighbor kids. Our neighborhood was full of them and there was always something going on that needed more kids to make it better. And, really, that’s how I’d spend my day.

We played Kick The Can. We’d play in Steven’s airplane. We’d ride bikes or roller skate or go into the woods (which was a half acre in the city but, it had trees) and dig up stuff. Or we’d work on the big hole in the empty lot where we were digging a hole to China. Stuff like that.

We lived in a neighborhood of all houses and relatively quiet streets. We had free range of about a 4-5 block area. We knew everybody and everybody knew us. And every house was a safe place to go to if you needed something. And every Mom was police so you tended not to do stuff you should not. It was the 50s in small town America.

Starting around that age, my parents joined a club where Mom could play tennis and we could take swimming lessons. Once we got that membership, we spent every single day from mid-June to Labor Day in that pool.