Dog Fair and grocery shopping
Last night I had a dream where I moved into the same neighborhood where Mirette lives. We went on adventures together and ended up in my home town.
I also had a dream where I lived in my family’s old summer cottage, and I went geocaching in the nearby forest.
I woke up early, feeling a bit weird and uneasy. I got up after midday, took my morning medicine, took a shower, got dressed, and ate a decent breakfast consisting of oatmeal porridge and some fresh vegetables and fruits, and a cup of coffee.
Later the day I left and traveled to downtown where I met Mirette at the fair center. We got to go to the Dog Fair for free, because, well, there was a free entrance in the afternoon.
Mirette bought some jewelry and plushies, and we petted lots of cute dogs.
After the fair, we took the same train. Mirette got off earlier and took a bus to her home, and I continued to my parents’ home town.
On the way there, I called my mother and told her that I am coming over. She said it’s alright.
Once at my parents’ home, it was dark and cold outside, and it was getting a bit late.
I went to my parents’ home, mom answered the door. She made a pot of coffee, and dad gave me hundred euros as Christmas gift.
I ate a sandwich, a piece of feta cheese, a few chocolates, and a handful of cherry tomatoes. I drank coffee and orange juice.
Later that day, I caught a bus back to my home town. I went to the shopping mall, where most of the shops were already closed.
I went to the supermarket and bought a pump- action bottle of hand disinfectant, a small bottle of hand disinfectant I am going to carry in my backpack, two spools of knitting yarn (one pink and one colorful), four cans of soup, four microwaveable meals, two packages of rye bread, two liters of cashew nut milk, a cucumber, three charitable Christmas cards, a canister of nature- friendly laundry detergent, and something else I already forgot.
It was a real treat, trying to haul a huge bag full of purchases on one arm, and the canister of laundry detergent on one arm.
Once back home, Eleclya had already returned, she and Suavecita had had a sleepover at Mirette’s home.
I put everything to their rightful places, warmed a can of soup for supper, wrote the greetings to the Christmas cards; I am going to give them from hand to hand next week.
In the evening I took my medicine and sprayed the nasal spray into both of my nostrils. I surprised myself by managing to brush my teeth and have a proper wash.
Sometimes I think that the reason why I don’t care about hygiene, nutrition, or exercise is because of too few spoons, but because I am too lazy.
Tomorrow I will have an appointment with a doctor at the nearest health center at one o’clock in the afternoon. I will check out why my right shoulder has been aching since summer, and why my nipples have been itching so much.
After that, I will go to the dressmaker to bring him a Christmas card.
My care worker will come for the weekly appointment at twenty minutes to three o’clock in the afternoon; I will wash the dishes, iron the laundry, and give her a Christmas card.
Eleclya will move into a new apartment tomorrow. After all her stuff is gone from my home, I will hoover and mop every square inch of the floor, including from the bathroom.
I also had a dream where I lived in my family’s old summer cottage, and I went geocaching in the nearby forest.
I woke up early, feeling a bit weird and uneasy. I got up after midday, took my morning medicine, took a shower, got dressed, and ate a decent breakfast consisting of oatmeal porridge and some fresh vegetables and fruits, and a cup of coffee.
Later the day I left and traveled to downtown where I met Mirette at the fair center. We got to go to the Dog Fair for free, because, well, there was a free entrance in the afternoon.
Mirette bought some jewelry and plushies, and we petted lots of cute dogs.
After the fair, we took the same train. Mirette got off earlier and took a bus to her home, and I continued to my parents’ home town.
On the way there, I called my mother and told her that I am coming over. She said it’s alright.
Once at my parents’ home, it was dark and cold outside, and it was getting a bit late.
I went to my parents’ home, mom answered the door. She made a pot of coffee, and dad gave me hundred euros as Christmas gift.
I ate a sandwich, a piece of feta cheese, a few chocolates, and a handful of cherry tomatoes. I drank coffee and orange juice.
Later that day, I caught a bus back to my home town. I went to the shopping mall, where most of the shops were already closed.
I went to the supermarket and bought a pump- action bottle of hand disinfectant, a small bottle of hand disinfectant I am going to carry in my backpack, two spools of knitting yarn (one pink and one colorful), four cans of soup, four microwaveable meals, two packages of rye bread, two liters of cashew nut milk, a cucumber, three charitable Christmas cards, a canister of nature- friendly laundry detergent, and something else I already forgot.
It was a real treat, trying to haul a huge bag full of purchases on one arm, and the canister of laundry detergent on one arm.
Once back home, Eleclya had already returned, she and Suavecita had had a sleepover at Mirette’s home.
I put everything to their rightful places, warmed a can of soup for supper, wrote the greetings to the Christmas cards; I am going to give them from hand to hand next week.
In the evening I took my medicine and sprayed the nasal spray into both of my nostrils. I surprised myself by managing to brush my teeth and have a proper wash.
Sometimes I think that the reason why I don’t care about hygiene, nutrition, or exercise is because of too few spoons, but because I am too lazy.
Tomorrow I will have an appointment with a doctor at the nearest health center at one o’clock in the afternoon. I will check out why my right shoulder has been aching since summer, and why my nipples have been itching so much.
After that, I will go to the dressmaker to bring him a Christmas card.
My care worker will come for the weekly appointment at twenty minutes to three o’clock in the afternoon; I will wash the dishes, iron the laundry, and give her a Christmas card.
Eleclya will move into a new apartment tomorrow. After all her stuff is gone from my home, I will hoover and mop every square inch of the floor, including from the bathroom.