Wednesday March 3 (Thunder and Lightening)

 Yes, I went to bed early on Tuesday, and I still managed to sleep an hour, stay awake for 2, and so on.  Not pleasant!  The gardeners were making noise at 7AM, so I gave up, but I must have fallen back asleep, because a bright light outside my bedroom window woke me up around 9. Please note that my bedroom has those "blackout" curtains, because before Shilo had to retire due to his Advanced Metastatic Prostate Cancer,  he worked graves, so having a dark bedroom was a necessity. It was THAT bright! Then a BOOM! so loud that it shook the building, and I could hear car alarms go off. I jumped, and somehow wound up underneath Shilo. Let's just say that this was a first. He held me until the thunder subsided about 30 minutes later. Then he extricated me, and I fell back asleep, until E called me at 11:25 asking for beer and ice cream. "Did I wake you?" she says, completely oblivious to my muttering and whispering.  'Yes, you woke me, you always wake me' I thought, but all I said is, 'Yes, don't worry about it. I'll drop it off later on, will that work?' and I dropped of to sleep again. 

 

My "activity" alarm woke me at 1PM, and I left Shilo in bed, snoring, and I had herbal tea from the refrigerator along with Cheerios (plain, no milk) with freeze dried strawberries. As I was finishing, E called again, asking for beer and ice cream, and I told her she had called me earlier in the morning about it, and that I would be bringing it to her "soon" and I went back to my busy work, which included taking two chickens out of the freezer in anticipation of tomorrow night's dinner. I asked Stitch (it was a day off for him) to come with me to buy ice cream and drop the beer at E's place. She always asks about him, and it's hard to believe it's been over 16 years since we first got together, but here we are. She knows that I'm married to Shilo, and while I haven't exactly brought myself to talk about my polyamory to her, she understands my commitment to Stitch, and that the 3 of us get along well, there's no jealousy, and that Stitch and Shilo get along and are like brothers. She accepts that, but sometimes asks about sex, which makes me laugh, then she laughs, but the reason I laugh is that prior to the dementia taking hold, when Mom was still alive, E was a completely judgmental prude. One day, I'll have to explain that to anyone reading this. Today is NOT that day. Stitch and myself went to Albertson's to get the ice cream, and I decided to get TWO(2!) for E. When I got in the car, I realized that I left my phone at home, so I drove back home, and Stitch grabbed my phone.  We did the drop-off for E, and stopped at McDonald's to get Shilo an iced coffee and Stitch and myself ordered an Oreo Shamrock McFlurry. Good thing the Shamrock flavor disappears after St. Patrick's day, or I'd really be in trouble! Shilo was sitting on the couch by the time we got home.

We all watched DVR programs, and I kept falling asleep, so at 4:30, Shilo sent me to bed, and I didn't wake up till 9. I figure that now I'll be up all night. I made the leftovers for dinner (no more leftovers, HOORAY!) and we watched "Clarice" from last week on the DVR. Yes, we do DVR most programs. That way, we can watch at our convenience and skip over the commercials. Afterwards, I entered my Tuesday diary, and started work on my Wednesday diary.

Played some video games, cleared my desk as much as possible.  Folded my clean pj's, then watched Jeopardy and then Rachel Maddow. Went to bed just before 4:30 AM