It’s been one hell of a new year so far. I’ve had so many little things go wrong, I feel off my stride. Yesterday, when I went to the mechanic, I did not even do my weapons practice because I had to get up at ‘what the fuck?’ o’clock in order to drop my car off. 7:30 a.m. I know that’s not early for many people, but that’s the middle of the night for me.
Then, I had to walk back home after, so I reasoned that not doing the weapon forms was fine. For once. Last night, I was logy by 9 p.m.–which is unusual for me. I kinda drifted in and out of sleep, but I was fighting it. This is just me. I cannot go to bed before midnight. In fact, I didn’t get to bed for real until late. Then I got up at nearly noon.
I did my whole Taiji/Bagua routine–shit. I remembered that I did not do one part of it. Wait. Did I? I think I did. At any rate. I did almost all of it if not all, and I feel somewhat back in the groove. But I also had a few other fiddly things I needed to do like set up my new laptop. Which is my brother’s old laptop. Mostly, I had to access all my usual websites and make sure I had my passwords so I could get in.
Actually, once I got into Google, the rest were cake because they’re all linked. Not sure if that’s a good thing, but it did make things easier. The laptop is the same age as my old one, but my brother buys pro laptops that are built to last. It has 2TB of storage and room for four times that. Actually, even more than that, but we’ll go with that. It has 32GB memory and can run anything I need smoothly and quickly. 2 SSD as well! It’s also built to withstand being dropped. The thing I have to do is make sure taht I don’t get food on it as I did on my last one (food and beverages).
He also gave me his old video camera because, yes, he got the new model of that as well. I had to order a few cables for it, but it’ll be great to try it out once I have it all set up. Again, my brother buys quality products, so I know it’s going to work for me as I need much less than he does from my tech. By the way, I am on my desktop, and I’m shocked by the fact that all the lettering/numbering on my keyboard have all been rubbed off. I should not be shocked by it, but I am. It doesn’t matter because I’m a touch typist, but there are a few keys that are troublesome because I type in Dvorak and don’t use some of them that often. Like the brackets. If I need one of the lesser-used keys, then I just hit around where it should be until I actually get it.
Anyway. My brother used to joke that he should have bought lottery tickets when I woke up from my coma. I said that we had used up all our good luck with me defying death–twice. I feel like I’ve used up all my luck for life, so this is just the natural results of that. But it’s so much more irritating to deal with life’s little issues than dying. It’s in part because when I was unconscious, I didn’t actually have to DO anything. Everyone around me did things, but I just laid in my bed–unconscious. That’s easy street! Some people are nonplused by me saying this, but what else am I supposed to say? I didn’t feel a thing. I didn’t see a thing. I don’t remember a damn thing from that week.
On the other hand, all these little daily messes I have to deal with are all about me. It’s me being an adult. Me taking care of problems that affect me on a more regular basis.
Side note: I have to point out again that I was so incredibly lucky that I did not have to do any physical thearpy (PT) or rehab for my medical crisis. The occupational therapist said that it typically took six months to a year to recover, and then quickly added that it could take longer than that. I did not have to do a lick of either and three months after that dramatic night, I declared myself 98% normal.
Back to life.
Now that I have my car back, my phone back, and my internet…fine…, I am hoping that is it for adulting problems. Oh, I also hope that my medical insurance works out in the next week so I don’t have to have agitas over it.
My brother is dating someone who is gluten-free/dairy-free with her diet, too. As a result, my brother has been cooking more GF/DF food lately. He made a bread for Thanksgiving that was delicious, and he bought me a GF/DF cookbook (which he has not given to me yet, but I’m so excited), and he swears the recipes are easy. Like ten minutes to actually make biscuits before putting them in the oven. He sent me pics of that and the GF/DF ramen he made. They both look delicious.
I am hoping now that life has settled down, I can actually start trying to use my slow-cooker. My brother assured me that it was really as easy as putting stuff in it and then forgetting it for hours. In the cookbook he’s going to give me, he said there’s a section for crockpots, so I’m looking forward to that. I’m actually looking forward to cooking! I never thought I would say that. And, before I became GF/DF, I used to do some baking, and I found that really soothing. I liked it much better than coking, and I would not mind getting back to that again, too.