Tag: health

Almost Bed Time

The Red Sox lost, I did a load of laundry, my mother sat up for about an hour before going back to bed, I watched an episode of That Pedal Show that is making me want to go into cellar storage and find my cheap uni-vibe pedal, I wrote the music for another song that could possibly make good use of a cheap uni-vibe pedal, and the first episode of season four of The Handmaids Tale has some seriously dark shit in it.

I’ll be turning in soon. Here’s hoping my mother sleeps through the night. She was asleep when I got here. She woke up a couple of hours later thinking it was morning. I asked her if she wanted dinner as she was fishing out a package of instant oatmeal for breakfast. Hashtag, le sigh.

Here Comes the Existential Pain

It’s April 30th. The last day of the month. Normally that’s not a big deal, but this month… this month…

April 2021 is the last full month of my forties. There is a day in the month of May… a day that is coming soon… a day that the first digit in my age changes, and that is a bad thing. When it changed from zero to one it was awesome. When it changed from one to two it was also awesome. When it changed from two to three… well that sucked. That sucked bad. When it changed from three to four it was painful but by then the damage was done, and I also had Jen to make me feel better about it.

Four changing to five feels about the same as three to four, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t suck. I’ve got eight days left. Eight days left in my forties, which I didn’t even want in the first place but now that they are ending…

crap.

…….and I just found out my friend’s kid has Covid. The universe is a prick.

12:15 AM

12:15 AM on a Wednesday morning and the phone rings. Not my phone, my parents landline.

It was a reverse 911 call asking for help finding and 85 year old woman with dementia who got out of the house and got lost.

Damn… that’s not our current situation, but it’s close enough that I haven’t been able to fall asleep.

Scary stuff.

Lunch Time

(Marvel spoilers in the second paragraph. You have been warned)

Just wrapping up my lunch break today. The clean up this morning went well. There are two places in our side yard that used to have crap piled up to the moon that now do not. One step closer to having a presentable yard. Sigh of relief, you know?

I’ve been listening to some podcasts today. It’s reassuring to know that my favorite Walking Dead podcast (The Walking Deadcast) is also completely fed up with Fear the Walking Dead. Sometimes it’s just helpful to know you aren’t alone. More important on the news front, I’m listening to TV Podcast Industry’s review of the season finale of The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. They opened up discussing the announcement (that I completely missed) that the follow up to season one will not be season two, it will be a Captain America movie. I think that sounds like a great idea. We knew that the follow up to WandaVision was going to be a movie, the next Dr Strange movie, so it is fitting they do the same for Uncle Sam. Will the Power Broker be the villain? Will it be Elaine Benes? Is Elaine Benes a bad guy or a good guy?

Just heard that my father had a good doctors appointment today. Good news.

Okay, back to work with you.

Nothing

I have nothing to say tonight. The cat isn’t even around for a photo shoot. Jen and Harry and I are just hanging out, watching The Flash. Killer Frost is kicking ass, the Bruins lost, the Red Sox are tied, my father is sick, and I’m still basically helpless.

The usual.

Exercise and Sleep

Exercise helps me sleep. I have irrefutable anecdotal proof, or something.

The SleepWatch app for ages used to tell me that the closer I got to the goal on the Apple Watch Activities calorie counter (the Move goal) the better my sleep numbers would be. When I started the 30 minutes a day exercise thing last September I saw that my sleep numbers improved quite a bit.

A few months ago, late January I think, I stopped getting even the minuscule amount of exercise I was getting and saw that my sleep numbers got pretty bad. The restful sleep count went down. So did the sleeping heart rate dip. Everything that seemed to correspond to me feeling better the next day was worse which meant I felt much crappier than I had when I was exercising.

On April 1st I started getting my 30 minutes in again. After only seven days I can already see the sleep numbers getting better again. Especially the heart rate. The last few days have been excellent. Now I’m not really feeling any better rest-wise yet but here’s hoping that comes along eventually. There’s a lot of bad shit going on in life right now. I need all the help I can get.

I Hate When That Happens

The alarm was set for 6:00 AM. I woke up at 5:50. I felt pretty good. I slept for about six hours or so and all was well. I got up and started my morning…

…and 10 minutes later I was up and about and felt like I hadn’t slept in days.

Why do you want to be like that, sleep cycle? If I’m not ready to wake up don’t make me feel like I’m ready to wake up!

Sometimes my brain is a complete jerk, you know?

Its a Covid Easter pt2

Hello and welcome to the second annual Covid-19 pandemic lock down quarantine Easter. I feel like I should be writing something profound but I can’t come up with anything. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.

I plan to spend my day doing chores and stuff. I’m going to make some chicken and quinoa for Jen for dinner. I don’t have any Easter bunnies to cook for her so we’re just going to have to make do.

Apple tells me that they are sending me a replacement AppleWatch. It should arrive tomorrow. Jen had a battery problem with a series five once too. I guess it’s a thing? I’m getting a new watch out of the deal though. Let’s just hope my backups from last week install correctly because I don’t want to start from scratch again.

I watched Birds of Prey yesterday. It was okay. Better than Suicide Squad. Better than Wonder Woman ’84 too, probably. Could it be that it’s the third best DCEU flick behind Wonder Woman and The Snyder Cut? That plus the trailer for The Suicide Squad made me want to watch the first Suicide Squad again. It’s running right now. I’m 75% through. It’s like most of the DCEU movies. It’s okay. Nothing special. Waaay too much slow motion. I think the only recent live action DC movie I haven’t seen is Joker. I’ll get to that soon enough.

I started my nightly fast really early last night. 7:00 instead of 9:00. I wasn’t planning on it, I just got wrapped up in stuff and didn’t eat after dinner. That means I was clear to eat at 11:00am instead of 1:00pm. It’s 11:30 right now. I think I’ll throw in a load of laundry and then have something to eat. What do you think?