At 5:30 AM, I literally sat up straight in bed. I knew that there was no sleep to be had. As I shuffled around the bedroom, MK asked me why I was up. I responded, “Because I am awake.” My internal alarm had gone off for some reason. When it goes off, I heed its call!
I had slept well although seem to have experienced strange dreams. Every so often I would somewhat awaken to mentally rehash the story line of the dream. At that point, I wasn’t sure whether it was dream or reality.
So, up I am and set to making the coffee and then to a task I didn’t want to do later. Before going to bed I had thrown a load of wash in. Our front loading washer is wonderful, but unfortunately we didn’t follow a Koerner tenet, never to buy something when it is a new model. Despite the fact that the Europeans have been successfully producing front loading washers for what seems like centuries, we Americans are new to it. Our model works well but it took us a while to figure out its quirks. One of the quirks is that you cannot leave the door closed as it will begin to take on a musty odor from the moldy matter it must be producing. We also learned that you can use almost no detergent, it needs to be very small in volume. Excess soap makes must as well, or so I am told.
So, I went down to the laundry room after my toilette and coffee production to deal with the laundry. I knew that I had to deal with the issue of folding the laundry in order to place the new laundry on the racks. That took a bit of time and then I was finally able to install the newly washed whites from last night.
It is now 6:30 AM and I am finally seated with my cup of coffee. It is time to reflect on yesterday and today. I got my coffee and took out the recycling and picked up the newspaper which is too large for Ali to deal with. I almost killed myself on the slippery pavement which is ice covered from Snowmageddon and now has at least an inch of white fluffy snow. Apparently we are going to have our record beaten this year. In the past there were never more than three years in a row with over 50 inches of snow. The past three years were over that limit and we were at 47 inches the other day. I am guessing this is a “no brainer” and we shall have a new record.
Yesterday was nice despite the less than auspicious beginning after our exercise foray. We went to the nursing home to take clothing for MK’s mom. Once there we learned that she had not been cooperating. For us, news of this nature is never a surprise. We dialogued with the nurses and staff, made them aware that we had two charges in the facility, which surprised a good many of them, and we informed them that we understand what they are going through and that we are very supportive. We told them, as well, that MK’s mom is to get dressed each day and they are to try to make sure she gets in her rehab and tries to socialize a bit. We even managed to get her to lunch and she seemed to enjoy it. My mom was her usual self and doing fine with the situation although she hasn’t been eating as much. She has lost weight and I think she may have gotten into some bad habits while waiting for her mouth to heal and for her new dentures. Anyway, there is always something.
We saw The King’s Speech in the early part of the afternoon. It was amazing from so many standpoints. I was in awe of the way that the film was made and managed to keep you involved despite what seemed to be a very simple plot that wouldn’t be able to hold your attention for the whole film. The actors, Colin Firth in particular, managed to totally convince the spectator of the seriousness of the undertaking. The pain of “Bertie,” AKA King George VI, was evident, obvious, and strongly felt by the audience. It was a great film and managed to keep us awake throughout the whole time, which at my age is how you can measure the interest of a film!
Did I mention it was snowing? I just opened up the blinds so we can enjoy the beauty of the falling snow which is continuing to come down in a steady, but persistent way.
We ended up last night going to a Tapas Restaurant with one of MK’s colleagues and spouse. We had a delightful dinner and then returned home.
Yesterday I also completed my tutoring schedule for the coming week. I am tutoring two girls consistently each week and yesterday I received an e-mail from another who wants to make sure she understands The Stranger by Albert Camus, one of my all time favorite books.
The kids are supposed to be heading north this morning for a Super Bowl Day of skiing. I kind of thought that they were on an early schedule, Samantha is to spend time with “Mumma” and Papi today. We shall see. That newspaper seems to be inviting me to read it. Now that I have my world in control and can approach it and see what is going on.
Oh yes, the Super Bowl. Weirdo that I am, I am probably not watching it. Honestly, had the Bears been involved, I would have at least attempted to watch a bit, maybe even more than a bit. I shall be glad when the game is over; I am sure tired of being asked at the grocery store if my stockpiling is due to that celebration! Traditionally, we always find something to do that is usually crowded, on this Sunday, during the game, crowded venues are amazingly empty and so much more enjoyable!
Time for some more coffee…