Something New Year
Can't say as yet whether I can call it "happy..."
Good news and bad news. On the down side, just found out that I actually am not signed up for any classes next semester at all, and the ones I thought I had signed up for are now full. My fault; been pretty absent minded and I guess I forgot to pay for them, though I remember putting the credit card info in and stuff... anyway, I may end up not taking classes at all this semester and having to explain that to my family after telling them that I'd signed up for classes already won't be very much fun. On the bright side, Bernice and my trip to the Big Island for the sakura viewing in Waimea looks like it's going to happen (Feb). Planning out an itinerary including restaurants, shopping, and visits to other attractions. I've never actually planned a whole trip before, it's kind of fun.
Daisuke was doing so well, but he's not 100% cured of his bed-wetting (I discovered this about an hour ago). I am worried about how he's going to take my going on vacation, since he's never had me gone even overnight before. I'd better cover my bed in plastic before I go.
Migraine yesterday. Nausea and headache and slept thru most of the day. Got up, ate a little, read a little, and then slept pretty early. Visit to the psychologist today. Didn't do my "homework" - an emotional exercise having to do with my bad experience with Rob - because of the migraine, so we discussed more present annoyances - my aunt, and the horrible Christmas dinner with the extended family, my parents, etc. Also got some recommendations from her for headache specialists and massage therapists, as I mentioned the migraines and tension thing.
So very tired and stiff all the time, it seems. And talking to my Gran on the big island, I realized that I actually am eating less because of my aunt and uncle's hogging all the kitchen space. Down to one small meal most days. Got a lecture about eating more. Not that easy to manage. It's not like they intend to feed anybody but themselves with all the food that's filling the fridge, freezer, cupboards, and counters. Gran assumed that they were cooking food for me, too.
Bought a shower curtain liner today. Don't know if I mentioned it, but Aunty Bev did a little redecorating by putting up a fabric mesh shower curtain sans liner. So we had this shower curtain that she insisted on keeping up, that didn't repel water. A little impractical, maybe? I brought that fact up with my grandmother, who pointed it out to my aunt (grandma had been wondering why the bathmat and floor were getting soaked) who said I was an idiot for showering with the head pointed forward, instead of pressed against the wall. Yeah. Anyway I put the liner in without asking or anything. I had a nice, normal, head-pointing-forward shower. I don't know what she thought of it but Aunty Bev hasn't said anything and would look like a moron if she took it down.
Ran outside to photograph some ducks (they'd moved so I missed the shot) and ran into Aunty Bev, who was doing her daily "weeding" in our yard (which is maintained by a yard man and is currently mostly flat and brown due to water shortages anyway, so I don't know what she's actually pulling up). She took the opportunity to complain about some "stuff" I had "spilled" in the yard that "wasn't disintegrating" and therefore making a mess. What is this toxic substance? Hay. You know, hay, as in dried grass. I had opened a bag of the rabbits' hay in the yard, and a handful had burst out. So I explained to her in my retail voice (ie. as if I'm speaking to a retard voice) that the "stuff" was hay, which is made of grass, and grass is biodegradable. But apparently after 24 hours it had not "disintegrated" fast enough for my aunt, so somehow that made it not biodegradable. She said regardless, it didn't belong there. Hay. Dried grass. 'Cause you know... grass... on a lawn...
...Duckes. Tomorrow I have to check the bridge to see if the ducks come back, and take a picture if they're there.
Otherwise not much else to report. Spent much of the day alone. Hung out in Ala Moana area since I was already there for my appointment. Ate lunch at Shirokiya by myself (breaded fried fish in that delicious sauce in bento from Usagi-ya). Checked out the new tea shop at the mall by myself, and bought some cute clearance pants (with plushy velvet ribbon bits!) at Hot Topic (all I ever seem to buy there is clearance pants). By myself. But it was kind of nice being alone. Especially after all these weeks of being sort of alone, but not really, with my aunt right next door in the next room, listening through the wall.
You know, my psychologist asked what Christmas was worse, this year, or last year (with the semi-awful store Christmas party featuring Rob trying not very hard to show off his fake underage girlfriend in front of me while every other guest was also a couple). Actually kind of a tough call, that one. Until it was brought up I didn't realize how many lousy, lonely Christmases I've had in recent years. Next year I think I'm going to make the best of it - embrace the bitterness and have a stingy, Scroogely holiday celebrating the irony. I think it'll be fun, a nice change, and not without a sense of humor of course. Well, that's a whole year off anyway.
Something reeks in my room. I think Daisuke has peed someplace he shouldn't, and he hasn't been drinking a lot of water so it's more pungent than usual. Sort of a beanish odor.
Febreze, then bed, if the pee spot on the blanket is dry.
Good news and bad news. On the down side, just found out that I actually am not signed up for any classes next semester at all, and the ones I thought I had signed up for are now full. My fault; been pretty absent minded and I guess I forgot to pay for them, though I remember putting the credit card info in and stuff... anyway, I may end up not taking classes at all this semester and having to explain that to my family after telling them that I'd signed up for classes already won't be very much fun. On the bright side, Bernice and my trip to the Big Island for the sakura viewing in Waimea looks like it's going to happen (Feb). Planning out an itinerary including restaurants, shopping, and visits to other attractions. I've never actually planned a whole trip before, it's kind of fun.
Daisuke was doing so well, but he's not 100% cured of his bed-wetting (I discovered this about an hour ago). I am worried about how he's going to take my going on vacation, since he's never had me gone even overnight before. I'd better cover my bed in plastic before I go.
Migraine yesterday. Nausea and headache and slept thru most of the day. Got up, ate a little, read a little, and then slept pretty early. Visit to the psychologist today. Didn't do my "homework" - an emotional exercise having to do with my bad experience with Rob - because of the migraine, so we discussed more present annoyances - my aunt, and the horrible Christmas dinner with the extended family, my parents, etc. Also got some recommendations from her for headache specialists and massage therapists, as I mentioned the migraines and tension thing.
So very tired and stiff all the time, it seems. And talking to my Gran on the big island, I realized that I actually am eating less because of my aunt and uncle's hogging all the kitchen space. Down to one small meal most days. Got a lecture about eating more. Not that easy to manage. It's not like they intend to feed anybody but themselves with all the food that's filling the fridge, freezer, cupboards, and counters. Gran assumed that they were cooking food for me, too.
Bought a shower curtain liner today. Don't know if I mentioned it, but Aunty Bev did a little redecorating by putting up a fabric mesh shower curtain sans liner. So we had this shower curtain that she insisted on keeping up, that didn't repel water. A little impractical, maybe? I brought that fact up with my grandmother, who pointed it out to my aunt (grandma had been wondering why the bathmat and floor were getting soaked) who said I was an idiot for showering with the head pointed forward, instead of pressed against the wall. Yeah. Anyway I put the liner in without asking or anything. I had a nice, normal, head-pointing-forward shower. I don't know what she thought of it but Aunty Bev hasn't said anything and would look like a moron if she took it down.
Ran outside to photograph some ducks (they'd moved so I missed the shot) and ran into Aunty Bev, who was doing her daily "weeding" in our yard (which is maintained by a yard man and is currently mostly flat and brown due to water shortages anyway, so I don't know what she's actually pulling up). She took the opportunity to complain about some "stuff" I had "spilled" in the yard that "wasn't disintegrating" and therefore making a mess. What is this toxic substance? Hay. You know, hay, as in dried grass. I had opened a bag of the rabbits' hay in the yard, and a handful had burst out. So I explained to her in my retail voice (ie. as if I'm speaking to a retard voice) that the "stuff" was hay, which is made of grass, and grass is biodegradable. But apparently after 24 hours it had not "disintegrated" fast enough for my aunt, so somehow that made it not biodegradable. She said regardless, it didn't belong there. Hay. Dried grass. 'Cause you know... grass... on a lawn...
...Duckes. Tomorrow I have to check the bridge to see if the ducks come back, and take a picture if they're there.
Otherwise not much else to report. Spent much of the day alone. Hung out in Ala Moana area since I was already there for my appointment. Ate lunch at Shirokiya by myself (breaded fried fish in that delicious sauce in bento from Usagi-ya). Checked out the new tea shop at the mall by myself, and bought some cute clearance pants (with plushy velvet ribbon bits!) at Hot Topic (all I ever seem to buy there is clearance pants). By myself. But it was kind of nice being alone. Especially after all these weeks of being sort of alone, but not really, with my aunt right next door in the next room, listening through the wall.
You know, my psychologist asked what Christmas was worse, this year, or last year (with the semi-awful store Christmas party featuring Rob trying not very hard to show off his fake underage girlfriend in front of me while every other guest was also a couple). Actually kind of a tough call, that one. Until it was brought up I didn't realize how many lousy, lonely Christmases I've had in recent years. Next year I think I'm going to make the best of it - embrace the bitterness and have a stingy, Scroogely holiday celebrating the irony. I think it'll be fun, a nice change, and not without a sense of humor of course. Well, that's a whole year off anyway.
Something reeks in my room. I think Daisuke has peed someplace he shouldn't, and he hasn't been drinking a lot of water so it's more pungent than usual. Sort of a beanish odor.
Febreze, then bed, if the pee spot on the blanket is dry.
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