it is 2:30 p.m. in the holy city of safed. I feel a bit strange. I don't really have anything to do. I did a scouple of batches of laundry, earlier. it was mostly towels and sheets. it was mostly covered in dog pish. cloey, the pincher is losing her control. when I let them out they mainly forage for food scraps left out for the cats. tiny the oversized tiny dog, still rips up my sheets and eats the foam off of the mattresses. charming, you might say!
I think my maytag washing machine is leaking. in the meanwhile, it gives me the chance to wash the downstairs floors. I can't deicide if it's time to call in a repairman. sometimes, I think it's better to buy a small machine. I guess I will wait until it floods to make a move. I am having a rough time with my tooth. I think i may have an infection. Friday is the wrong day to have a health problem in safed.
I went to the doctor yesterday morning to start the paper work for my next MRI, and doctors appointments. I was feeling very nervous. I asked the nurse to check my blood pressure because I have been feeling dizzy a lot lately. it was high. I have always had low blood pressure. I was really feeling doomed yesterday. I am hoping that it was a fluke. I know that my recent weight problem does not help. I stopped off at the bakery to buy some chocolate balls to bring to the kids. the granddaughter loves them.
I sat on a bench and drank an ice coffee and ate two gigantic chocolate balls. shame on me!.. while I was stuffing my face, two horses galloped past me. it was surreal. they were young and quite beautiful. they were playing havoc with the passing traffic. I am a bit afraid of horses. I wondered if they might like a chocolate ball. I thought about leaving the bench but I stayed glued to it, instead. when do I have the time on a Friday to sit on a bench and drink iced coffee? I'm usually washing the floors, shopping for groceries and picking up the grandchildren. and cooking for Shabbat, of course.
I woke up at 3:30 a.m. yesterday. I had been passing out during the day. I didn't know why I was so tired. I kept on falling asleep and missing all of my favorite shows. I thought that it was later so I let the dogs out. I decided to wash the floors. suddenly I heard a loud commotion. tiny, the medium sized stocky, male dog, jumped over the wall. there were three pretty large male dogs outside my gate. they all emerged on tiny. I, somehow, shooed them away and got tiny back into my house, unharmed.
I finished the floors around 6:00 a.m. and showered. I rested a bit and then went to the doctor. I paid my electric bill and picked up a registered letter. it was from the city reminding me to pay the real estate tax. I haven't been to town in nearly a month. I have gone to town to pick up my grandson but never made it to the bank or real estate office. maybe on Sunday, i'll be a little more motivated to take care of business. I also have to pay my water bill. my best buddy sent me some birthday cash so I hope the bank won't be harassing me this week to take out, yet another emergency loan.
I do not have a credit card and you cannot pay any bills in the post office by check. I am forced to go to these offices and it's always a long, schlepped out wait. I am feeling out of it these days. the heat does not agree with me. my life does not agree with me, either. I still have not heard from any of 'the' family. I guess that I was not missed very much at the wedding. I do get pretty depressed. my granddaughter had a hernia surgery on Wednesday. I stayed home and took care of my grandson.
he slept over the night before and I didn't sleep a wink. he had closed all of the windows and terrace door and there wasn't any air. he fell asleep on my arm and I was very uncomfortable. the dog was also on my legs. I picked him up from school later in the day and took him to a children's' fair in the evening. it was packed and extremely noisy. I sat on a plastic chair and waited for it to end. there were far too many people there to keep tabs on my grandson. you couldn't talk to anyone because of the noise. there weren't that many grandparents there. I finally met up with my grandson outside near the blown up trampolines. he suddenly had enough and wanted to leave that second. it took a while to walk out of the parking area and find a taxi. I stopped off at the local bakery to buy him something to eat.
by 7:30 p.m. he had really had enough of me and my home. he wanted his parents and of course, the gift he got for being a good boy. I spent the next day in bed. it was like a dream. yesterday I spent about 20 plus hours awake. I was hyper. I couldn't calm down. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't relax. I invited myself to my son's tonight for Shabbat dinner. tomorrow night is my birthday. my friends wanted to do something for me but I wasn't in the mood. I think the kids will take me out for a birthday dinner. I am turning 66. and no, 60 is not the new 40!