The last couple of days have been rough so I am ready for Friday. I can hang on a little longer. I can make it to the weekend. Most of us feel that way from time to time. Some people feel like that every week. I am not accustomed to being sick and I am not a very good patient. I went to the clinic yesterday and was given some advice and treatment for my nose bleeds. So far they have proven to be successful. Let’s hope this is the last one I have for a long, long while. If not, I have to go to a specialist for a more serious and painful cure. Serious and painful are not my favorite words.
We slept very peacefully last night to the gentle sound of a humidifier. I know that adding moisture to the air will help my nose, but I immediately responded to the sound. I guess I had forgotten how soothing the sound of the fan is in the summer. Those of you who sleep with noise machines or music know exactly what I’m talking about. I’ve always imagined that I would be happiest sleeping on a beach somewhere so I could hear the ocean waves lapping on the shore.
I am gearing up for the weather change ahead this weekend. My mind and body are never truly ready for that first blast of arctic air, but I put extra gloves in the console, and will find my ice scraper, stock up on flashlight batteries, and put a bag of snow melt in the truck. I just hope we don’t get a big snowstorm.
My students of course are hoping for ten feet of snow. They think it is so exciting to stay home and make a snowman and drink cocoa. By the way, they were so good yesterday as I snuffled through the day with a headache and stopped up nose. I’m sure several of them sensed that I didn’t feel well and they were all smiles and cheerfulness. Sure helped to distract me from my problem. I can’t imagine what it would be like to work in an office cubicle again while trying to cope with illness. Believe me, smiling children are the cure for anything!
No pictures today. I got home too late and felt too bad to be out and about. But I do have to comment, as long as I’m just rambling today, that the birds eat at the feeders until long after dark. That surprised me when I noticed it a couple of nights ago. One of the feeders is very close to the kitchen window and as I was in the process of assembling dinner I noticed six birds still eating long after I was finished with our dinner. Same thing the next night and last night. Also interesting was the fact that last night, because I had gone to the clinic, I was over an hour late in putting out the raccoon and bird food that I distribute each evening, yet the feeders were covered with birds within ten minutes after I went back into the house. Does that mean they are in the trees waiting for me? Does that mean they relate the sight of me to food? I hope it is just one of those Pavlov/dog things and not an indication that birds are smarter than I think they are. Lol I’ve watched that movie!!
Well, I’m hoping and praying for a good day. You have one too!
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