HIgh Noon!

I've had one mug of coffee and a tall glass of fruit juice since I've been up and clearly that's not enough, so I have to make up the shortage quickly. I just made myself a double Senseo and its creaminess is beckoning me to drink it while still too hot. Do I risk a burned tongue?

I'm so glad today is Sunday and nothing is really expected of me. I have to put the clean dishes away, but that will be done in one minute's time, and I have to water the plants, which I neglected to do yesterday, and that is another minute's time. I've already walked Jesker the long way around and called my older sister and wrote emails and read some blogs.

The Exfactor is not coming over. I've called him off. I had such a good time while he was gone on his vacation and I didn't see him for ten days, that I didn't really want to see him again. He had gotten into the habit of coming here twice a week for a cup of coffee and I don't really want that anymore. I told him I wanted to see him if it was really necessary and not just to sit and chat about nothing over a cup of coffee.

We never have very important conversations anyway, because the Exfactor doesn't share a lot and he doesn't listen well to me. I want to be more independent of him and not rely on him for every little thing that goes wrong. I don't want him to assume that he can just drop in here whenever, letting himself in with his own keys.

The experiment with the Oxazepam failed. Yesterday afternoon I noticed that I became very agitated and uneasy and I immediately took the missing dose and very quickly felt much better. I suppose that after a few days my body started to notice the difference and wanted what was missing. I don't know why I get it in my head to change doses anyway, while everything is working fine. I guess I always want to prove to myself that I can do with less, especially since the Oxazepam sometimes tends to make me feel sleepy.

Although that may be intrinsic to myself and part of my mood changes. It seems I get very tired before I have a mood change, possibly before I get hypomanic, and I need to keep an eye on that.

I feel sleepy right now, but I refuse to go and lie down, though the sofa beckons. I won't do it unless I teeter from sleepiness. I slept very well last night and although the alarm clock went off at seven, I have no memory of shutting it off and slept until 10 am. So did Jesker on his pillow beside the bed.

By the way, his eyes are looking very good. There is no redness below his upper eyelids and I think that for now the infection is gone, though I keep applying the ointment and I won't rest easy until we've seen the vet. It will be a minor miracle if it's gone. I worried about him getting a bath and it irritating his eyes, but I needed not have been. If anything, it seemed to have helped.

Laurie's Boscoe just turned fourteen and he has diabetes as well as cataracts, but he seems to be doing great and it gives me great hope for Jesker who is twelve. Cocker Spaniels don't get that old, but I hope to have Jesker with me for a few more years.

Well, I guess I'll go do some ironing and the other little chores now. Three chores and then I can sit down again, that's the rule. I hope I don't give out ahead of time.

Have a lovely day. I'll be back here later.

Ciao...