Well, there are still birds at the back door. In fact when I went out there a while ago (I'm writing this early) the red breasted grosbeak was on the feeder. Unfortunately, as I reached happily for the camera, my chair collapsed under me. I knew there was something off this morning so I tightened all the screws, never thinking to look at the legs, which I thought (wrongly) were indestructible. I guess sliding the chair around all the time, often while sitting on it, was a bit more than the metal could take. So, anyway, I found myself flat on my back with the chair underneath me (not comfortable on many many levels), laundry dangling over me, and not much room to maneuver eve if I were capable of flexible movement. The up side is that nothing was broken but my pride and my sense of security... and of course the chair. I eventually managed to get the chair out from under me which at least was less uncomfortable and made it possible to get onto my side and pull myself out of the space between cabinets. This left me still as a beached whale and kind of scared, but I manged to get onto my side and calm down. I tried to stand up using the broken chair but it was too unstable and since I thought Shannon was coming over (she changed her mind) I just lay there for a bit. Then I asked my little voice if she was really coming and it said, "no," so I figured I had to try and get to the phone that I had actually (don't usually do that) brought into the kitchen. It, of course was in a basket on the floor way, way far away and behind a counter, so I had to inch my way and - to make a long story short - find a tool so I could get the basket with the phone. I called Shannon, asked her to bring me a different chair and was able - though it was touch and go - to get myself standing. Lots of positive in this story. I didn't get hurt, I was clean (had just showered), I had the phone with me, though not on me. I lived. Even though one side of my body doesn't work right, I was able to drag myself across the room. And again. I lived. I wasn't hurt.
Angel - who usually keeps me company at the back door - squeaked at me a few times and apparently decided that beached whales are boring. I think she may have been a little freaked out by it. What I'm freaked out about - besides playing beached whale for 30 minutes or so is that tomorrow the men from Delaware Opportunities are due to arrive at 8:00 am. I feel totally unprepared for their arrival and now there's a collapsed chair in the middle of the living room to add to my shame. Of course, they will arrive and be nice and work hard and I'm hoping maybe I can get them to cart the dead chair away. I'm kind of sad about the chair, not just because it was solid (well, I thought it was), but because it's the last remaining piece of my table and chairs I had in my apartment in New York. I loved that table. But the chair and the table are both just things. Life will go on. And I think I'd better post this and go to bed so that I get more than two hours sleep. I think I forgot a lot of things on my gratitude list tonight. I'm still a little freaked out by everything.
Some things I'm grateful for today: (Items in red are pre-gratitude, an attempt to persuade the Creative Forces of the Universe that it would be a lovely thing for them to grant my wishes as soon as possible.)
- Angel and Tara Grace
- water
- beautiful weather
- my camera
- my mattress
- my TV
- the remote control
- indoor plumbing
- a lovely shower
- my bathroom
- Shannon's help
- an alternative to my red chair/walker
- that I was able to get up
- that I wasn't hurt
- Netflix
- Glee
- Sam-e
- Vitamin D-3
- Omega-3
- IP-6
- Ibuprofen
- my telephone
- my Tibetan salt lamps
- electricity
- my kitchen
- blue skies
- birds
- colors
- sight
- hearing
- taste
- touch
- smell
- Nintendo
- zero balance on my credit cards
- more flowers in my back yard
- a truckload of money (big bills)
- winning lottery numbers
- freshly painted living and bedroom walls
- a clothes dryer
- $5,000/week for life from PCH
- a sun room on the back of the house
- a Bose sound system
- a paid off mortgage
- changing these items from red to black
- reiki
- angels
- miracles
- my rock collection
- sleeping kitties
- pictures (even bad ones of Tara)
- lemon sherbet
- fans
- ear phones
- Pandora radio
- music
- the joy of singing
- my electric toothbrush
- Listerine
- my teeth
- my hands
- the ability to type
- Dr. Bronner soaps
- skin cream
- my alarm clock
- my mattress
- eye drops
- the ability to read and write
- friends
- my nieces, my nephew and their families
- that they are happy
- computer games
- strength of will
- resilience
- hope
- love
- compassion
- being in one piece
- life
WISHING YOU (AND ME)
A SAFE AND UNEVENTFUL DAY
3 comments:
How scary! Since it's noon now I guess your people have already come - hope everything is going ok!
They are busy thumping and sawing and turning the electric on and off. Tara has been spending the day with me and Angel is hiding under the desk. They have made a lot of progress. They come back sometime in the future to do electric stuff, today is doors and some electric.
It was scary. I'm still a little shaken.
Wow, I'm glad you survived your brush with gravity! Might be worth developing the habit of keeping your phone handy, although let's hope you won't need it.
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