It has been a very odd day.
I woke early in the morning with a stomach ache. No accounting for it, I have no idea why it was happening. By mid morning it had dissipated. I hope it does not come back.
Then, soon after that annoying little malady disappeared, another sprang up to take its place. I had a headache by lunch time. This was distressing, because the anti-inflammatory cream I am using on my knee advises against taking any painkillers while it is in use. If I get a headache, I am stuck with it.
Late in the afternoon I became aware of my bangs touching my eyebrows. Aha, that will do it! As soon as my bangs grow long enough to touch my eyebrows, I get headaches, real bangers. I grabbed the kitchen scissors and headed for the bathroom mirror. Inelegantly, I chopped off about an inch of my bangs, it wasn’t terribly even, but it was well above my eyebrows. Within a half an hour the headache had disappeared. I would love to look well groomed, but will have to put up with not being quite up to snuff in the looks department. If I avoid mirrors, the appearance of my hair will have no impact on how I see myself.
My last haircut was in August 2014. It was a great cut, but it cost more than a week’s groceries for two, and then the stylist expected a tip on top of that. I won’t be doing that again any time soon, probably never. Why women’s hair cuts have to cost so much I will never know. The “up selling” is also distressing. I don’t want anything but a decent haircut. I don’t want special shampoos, or conditioners, or colour added, or curls added, or hair straightened, or hair waxed off my body, or my fingernails painted, or anything other than a simple trim. So far, I have not found a reasonably priced place to get a hair cut, that actually does a consistently good job. Every time I try the “in and out hair salons” I regret it terribly. Apparently cutting hair is indeed rocket science.
I managed to get out to my Yoga class today. I enjoyed it. The class is small, and the women are all friendly. They greet me by name, which is very special, because this winter it only happens once a week or so, someone greeting me by name, quite literally, unless Attila manages to make the trip from the country house, or Terra makes a brief visit.
Luna and Janus, when they visited with the Grandbabies, also brought along Bim the dog. Bim sheds. Bim sheds a lot. Today I got out my 1961 Electrolux deluxe vacuum cleaner and went to work. Thirty minutes later the floors were cleared of dog hair, cat hair, chalk from chalk board the children were drawing on while they were here, and cracker crumbs from the snack I gave them while they were waiting for their supper. I also picked up a few pieces of chalk that escaped the cleanup that they did just before they left.
Cold nights are on the way! Tonight the temperature is predicted to dip to -18C at the country house. Chop that wood Attila! Here at the city house, the temperature dips are barely discernible as the thermostat sits on the wall and works its magic.
Date: 7:00 PM EDT Wednesday 18 March 2015
Condition: Partly Cloudy
Pressure: 102.0 kPa
Visibility: 24 km
Wind: W 13 km/h
Wind Chill: -7
Date: 8:00 PM EDT Wednesday 18 March 2015
Pressure: 102.2 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Wind: WNW 13 km/h
Wind Chill: -10
“I have seen flowers come in stony places
And kind things done by men with ugly faces
And the gold cup won by the worst horse at the races,
So I trust too.”
1878 – 1967