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11/12/2013: "First Snow of the Season"

Just a few snow showers this morning, one of which looked like a snow squall for about ten minutes or so. It probably was longer, but Finn and Styx had a hard time getting me to wake up so they could pounce the flakes on the balcony. Soon as I realized it was snowing, I got up to let them out on the balcony. Spazzy cats. Pounce pounce pounce, run in the house making weird grrrup sounds and running back out to attack more. At least Finn was. Styx was happy to pounce them and then came in to watch Finn go all spazz. It'll be fun to watch him when it actually snows and accumulates on the balcony. Last year they both were a riot to watch. I can only imagine how much fun he'd have if he were and outdoor cat. He's got a lot of energy that I can't even play enough with. I don't give him play time exercise like I should. Bri does a lot of play with him, but he still isn't having enough of it. Maybe if I lived on the first floor, I'd let him out through the balcony door, but up on the sixth floor... yeah, he's not going out to run about.

Night time was not so great. Up and down a lot to the bathroom. My tummy isn't feeling so good. It's feeling somewhat better now, but still not right. Most likely it was what I ate last night. Gonna have toast and okay, coffee, in a bit to see if it helps.

Pete stopped over last night. I asked to swap out vehicles. Gave him Bri's car for my jeep. His truck isn't being fixed yet. I suggested he make a call to our insurance agent to find out what's going on and when does he take it in. I saw a lot of damage to the back end and for a Ford truck, that's saying something. Wasn't his fault and he made the right moves to prevent an accident, the guy behind didn't pay attention and rammed into both Pete and the other guy that Pete swerved to not hit. He didn't think the damage was so bad to his truck. The one that hit smashed his front end really bad, making air bags implode. Or is that explode? I warned Pete about making sure he notes if he has any neck pain later on as that sounded like it could have caused whiplash. At any rate, when I drove over to his house to give him my jeep to use, I got out and looked at his truck. Besides the tail pipe hanging an inch from the ground, I could see that the bumper was dented in to where the lift wouldn't be able to open and then noticed the bed looked off center from the cab. Moving move towards the right, I saw the wheel well was buckled, leaving a half inch gap between the trim and wheel that more than bowed out. Looked like > but not so sharp. Crouching down to see lower, it actually looked like undercarriage damage to me that pushed the back end out of alignment. Yow, that had to have been a very hard hit. Pete didn't even notice all of that other damage, but it had been dark out when he got home with the truck. He only told me the back bumper and his muffler maybe. No wonder the air bags of the car behind poofed. I know the police showed up and I think an ambulance but none of the three involved went to the hospital or wanted medical treatment. Not being an expert of any kind mind you, just what I saw looked to be something quite expensive to repair even if it were to be. I'm thinking to have him also have Mark look at it for an estimate on a mechanic side. Just to make comparison to what Arbella may be trying to estimate for repair. I'm thinking it may be time for a new truck.

I'm on vacation this week. Going no where, but chilling. I so needed time away from the office. I don't think I'll be doing much around the house err condo.. um.. place? I can't figure out what to call it and I refuse to call it an apartment. Bad enough the post office calls it an apartment but I suppose that's more home sounding then unit. I still can't wrap my head around what's more comfortable to call it. At any rate, I'm not doing much if anything here. As if I do anything here. Heh. I do. A little. Now and then. I'm still pampering my back though as well. I don't like it when I start to feel the achy from trying to bend down - most likely improperly and that's why the back complains - like I did this morning to put the cat food on the bottom shelf of the cabinet. Even doing the squat position to be low in doing that or cleaning the kitty litter tends to make my legs get all tingly weak and my back makes a little complaint. I admit, I'm out of shape, but I shouldn't be having THAT much difficulty with the stoop squat position. And getting back up... :X Good thing I'm usually near a wall or piece of heavy furniture. I have to brace and push to get back up and then go sit down until the muscles stop quivering and complaining. Dang wimpy muscles. I want to go back to the gym to do at least the treadmill to get my legs use to walking more than a few minutes. I am able to go food shopping again without my legs and back feeling like they want to quit. That's saying something for sure. But I'm not ready for more than that, I know. I still end up huffing by the time I get the groceries out of the car into the lobby, onto the elevator and then to my door and then into the kitchen without breaking a sweat. And I'm sure that sweat is more to do with hot flashes going on at the same time. All that isn't so bad, really, but six bags at minimum, packed a bit heavier then I should be lifting (and no, of course I only try two at a time, so it's back and forth to each place to put them all) because AGAIN, I forgot to put the hand truck thing in the car to put them on to roll them in. So add that into the mix of achy back, it's no wonder it's taking me so long to get better. I FEEL much better though. Those shots in the back (fluoroscopy I think is the word) have made such a HUGE difference that I keep forgetting I still have to give it healing time for the herniated disc. Until I feel the complaint from over-doing. Then I sit and wait till I can move again. It's nothing compared to the pain I had before, but it's more like hrm. a grumpiness. Not a true achy, but like... I know I'm at that line and I better stop whatever it is I'm doing. And then of course, add in that I have a high tolerance of pain that I'm thinking this line is probably a lot further than I should allow and therefore, causing the healing to take longer. Grr. Annoying.

Okay then. I'm done complaining. I need some tea and toast. Err coffee and toast. Then I'll play some Zenachi. I'm at level 5-4 and I can't seem to get past that level due to the time allotment it gives to complete. I keep going back and trying every day. Determination I tell ya. I mean to get past this level, but it makes me wonder how much harder it'll be and then why is it ZENachi... if it's making me more annoyed then calm?! Or is it trying to teach me to approach it differently? Hm.

Good Day and Good Blessings!