Some days are waiting days.
Currently I’m waiting for the dog ranger to come and make us safe again by removing a dangerous dog from the neighbourhood. We shall see if that happens or not. I hope it does. I’d quite like to bring our big red bin in from the street but none of us are going out there until the dog is gone.
(FYI the more pain I’m in the less I give a fuck. I have zero fucks to give about that dog and its owners right now. I’m at the “just fucking shoot it” stage.)

This morning there was no waiting. I had the fun of meeting with the pain team at Hutt Hospital. Doesn’t sound like it’d be much fun, but it is. They’re really awesome people. Kinda fun being in the hospital gym too but had I known what Nick had in store for me I would’ve worn sneakers and not the ankle boots I was wearing. They felt a bit slippy. 🙂
I shall be better prepared from now on.

It’s quite a hot day today. I did want to mow the lawn but nah. It can wait until tomorrow. I can’t mow the front with that dog out there anyway.
And me being me … I like to do it all at once. Not half the job one day and half the next. It’s all or nothing.
We’re working on that.
We actually are working on pacing which is very much tied up with me liking to get things done as quickly as possible so I can go do the stuff I want to do. Because it’s a lifetime habit, it’s not the easiest thing to stop. And it’s not just that I want to get things done fast so I can do my thing … it’s that I don’t like things having over me. For example, I have great trouble sliding into my writing zone knowing the dishes need doing. (It doesn’t happen. I can hear the dishes calling. And the washing mounting up. :))
I’ll get there. A bit at a time.
The plan is for me to drink my coffee mindfully in the morning. Yep. Just drink my coffee and not do any of the zillion things I like to do while I’m drinking my coffee. So, tomorrow morning I will take my coffee into the lounge and SIT down while I drink it. (Seems like crazy stuff.)
So far, in my life, that has not been how my morning coffee goes. It’s the end bit of a very busy hour that starts the day. Typically, I drink my coffee standing at my computer while checking emails, dealing with messages, writing the morning FaceBook post, sometimes writing a blog post, often going over notes I’ve made – generally late night notes that may or may not make sense. Diesel naps on my bed behind me while that is happening.
He will be a bit confused tomorrow morning but he’ll figure it out. He’s a smart boy.

Well that’s about it from me.
Oh, hang on, here’s a link to a NY Post story – you might see a name you recognise. (It’s hard to read with all the ads but do!)

Photo: Diesel lying in front of the ranch slider with his hedgehog toy. He’s keeping an eye on the front yard.