Land of Long Naps

Left the house all alone today for the first time in, gosh, over a month, maybe longer.  Usually I've been needing my true love to go with me either because I'm just too tired to drive or because I can't lift all the stuff I need to buy anymore -- sacks of bird seed, boxes of cat litter.  It's very strange for me on a lot of levels to be this dependent on anyone.  The one thing that keeps coming to mind is how when I worked at Whole Foods, one of the baseline requirements for employment was the ability to lift fifty pounds.  I only quit that job a little over two years ago.

I tried to take pictures of where I went for you, but my camera had a little panic attack, couldn't decide whether it was on or off, and in the end only recorded this one very blurry image that only approaches visual intelligibility when cropped this small.  Meanwhile, I was lurching about in a leg socket that's gotten so big I think I could fit a puppy in there next to my stump.  (Don't worry; I won't try.)  So it all took a very great deal of energy with little to show for the expenditure, at least online, at least today.

I once read that walking around on the average, correctly fitting, transfemoral prosthetic leg burns three times more calories than walking around on equivalently average, all original, organic body parts.  I think the version of walking I do when my socket is this loose uses about six times as many calories, and I've only been eating between a half-cup and two cups of food per day since sometime in August, certainly far less than that last week.  So it felt great to go out, to drive myself around, to breathe the frigid air and meander clumsily to please only my own internal timekeeper without worrying about wearing out or boring or imposing upon anyone else, but when I got home, I was completely done in and slept for hours.

And now I'm headed back to the couch for more of the same.  Hope you had a lovely day, even if it was a Monday.

Comments

[Amorette]

I see....cookie cutters?

I can sympathize on always traveling on someone else's time and worrying about exhausting their goodwill. That's how it is for me. It's so frustrating sometimes to not be able to meander through a store and do that mental-inventory thing. I always feel rushed so that I won't piss off whomever was good enough to bring me.

I'm sorry you've been having a rough time of it. Rest up.

[laurie]

and did you realize that you have almost made it to the end of the month without missing a day? we're almost there!

[Sara]

Amorette: Yes! Cookie cutters, inter alia. Very good!

Laurie: Yes, I do realize that with dismay on three counts. First, blogging is the only thing I've accomplished all month. Not kidding. Really. Second, I have no idea what I will write about tomorrow or if I will have the energy tonight even to reply to all the lovely comments I've got stacked up here over the past couple of days. Third, well, mounting pressure. The longer we go without faltering -- well the longer I go without faltering; you I'm rooting for -- the more invested I am in completion, and the more it will suck if I fail! hahahahaha

You're doing great. You've been doing stuff besides blogging, unlike me, but also blogging every day. Nice job. :)

[BipolarLawyerCook]

Thinking of you.

[Sara]

Thank you, sweetie. I've been thinking of you, too. In fact, I've been to your website just this afternoon and drooled all over your food. :)