Doo bee doo be doooooooooo!
Posted on | July 21, 2005 | 3 Comments
The prognosis is good. See, I went to bed obscenely early. I woke almost naturally, finding a reason to hurry myself out of bed through the siren call of the beagles. D stayed where he lay, wrapped in sleep and blankets. I tried to hurry all creatures from our bedroom so that he wouldn’t wake. It worked for the most part. Food is a good animal motivator. Feeling better is a great Erica motivator. So, after food and poop, I hooked the beagle boys up to the coupling lead, strapped on my iPod shuffle, and walked outside into the warm morn.
Movment pulls the tides of this illness. I’m ill, never doubt that, but if I chase a morning moon, sometimes I get better. And that’s what I did. The streets, occasionally illuminated by a sleepy car, were clear of all life. Even the birds remained silent. But Puck, Pip and I danced in the darkness, and I chased the moon through the trees. We galloped (albeit, without much grace) across big streets, and stopped to either sniff garbage or to really take in the moment of that morning. For a moment, it wasn’t 5:30.
It wasn’t four days before my birthday.
It wasn’t just Thursday.
It wasn’t a few weeks before surgery.
It was just right.
A moon, pulling and tugging at the world like taffy, can set things as right as she pulls others wrong. I got pulled the right way this morning, and it felt fine.
By the time we got home, both boys were panting happily. I saw Valentine staring at us through the foggy glass of our front door. The boys charged inside, and I tried to keep them from barging into the bedroom where my sleeping husband rested, but Puck is persistant. With one assertive push against the door, they were in. D tried to fend them off with one sleepy arm. Eventually they settled down, but the huzzie was awake. I took my shower. Rinsing off the sweat and despair that has plagued me for days, I felt clean again. It’s lovely. It truly is.
We finished D’s move into the reading room. With all his stuff in that room, it’s hard to believe that he had everything crammed into his tiny office. The futon is now in his old office, along with a bookshelf and some printers. We are going to use that as a guest room of sorts. It’s also a beagle room, because Pip’s crate lives there as well. Tonight, we must mow, clean the floors and get everything set for company on Saturday. D bought me Constantine last night. We didn’t get to watch it, but I want to. Maybe tonight.
Oooohh yeah! He also took me to the Pita Pit for dinner. I’m in love and I will never eat a sandwich again!! I had the slouvaka (or something) chicken thingy with lettuce, taziki sauce and pickles. Mmmm mm good!
So I am going to take my good mood and get to work now. Have a loverly Thursday….
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July 21st, 2005 @ 8:40 am
Yay for happy E, and YAY for spreading the happy cancer that is the Pita Pit. You will notice you stop craving subs all that often due to the Pita like goodness. There is nothing like doing something you would never consider to do to make you feel alive and renewed. For you its waking up the morning and going for a run. Its a fantastic feeling and I’m happy you found it.
July 21st, 2005 @ 8:46 am
It helps when she actually gets some sleep too.
July 21st, 2005 @ 9:16 am
D really did put me to bed quite early. He even turned the light off for me. My huzzie is the best.
Frankie….that Pits stuff…..MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM fucking good! I think I want another one. I wonder if I can get away with heading downtown to pick one up..hmmm