A week in my life

While there are at least two posts sitting in drafts, I started on this third one to inflict my hapless reader victims with the incredibly boring details of my life last week.

I had plans to write regularly from last Tuesday to this Tuesday since I knew I might have some spare time on my hands. But our wireless was not working for some reason. And obviously this had to happen when hubs was not around. So I had no internet at home and I did badly want to do my post on the Kevin Swanson girls-going-to-college story. Hopefully that is soon to follow.

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This is the second time I have been by myself in the house. Surprisingly I was not scared. I got on as well as I could without DH around.

Unlike the first time.

That was in May and hubby had to go out of town and I was by myself and I was terrified. I did my breathing and told myself that God is protecting me and not ADT and I managed to calm myself until I watched the 10’o clock news. They were reporting news of a lady (living alone) who had been murdered in her house. The burglar had got in through the open garage door while she was getting groceries from the car.

If I was terrified before, I was on the verge of hysteria then. I checked all doors for the zillionth time before I went upstairs. I prayed and it calmed me some and I went to sleep. Things were different in the morning. I laughed at myself for the scare. After all I had lived by myself in a big city for 7 months.

But for all that I do not watch 10’o clock news any more.

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I have been suffering from insomnia since I came back from Canada. Maybe insomnia is too strong a word. I do not think 1 week is long enough to be classified “chronic”. But I most certainly had difficulty falling asleep. Since hubby was not there, I was happily not cooking anything which required more than 2 minutes. So I did not have much cleaning or washing to do afterwards which freed up my entire evening. So I thought this was the perfect time to cultivate some good habits.

I turned off television by 9:30pm, brushed my teeth, took a shower, prayed and went to sleep at 10pm. Everything went great except that I could not go to sleep. I tossed and turned and just could not get comfortable. Then I somehow would manage to sleep only to get up again in the middle of the night. And that is how it was for the past one week.

Maybe a non-stressful life does not suit me well. Guess I am one of those people who need stress to relax enough to sleep.

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I was in Canada the week before to visit my sis-in-law who had a baby. The baby’s 3 hr day starts at 2am Canada time-so suffice to say my SIL, her husband and my MIL do not get any sleep in the night. So in the few days I was there, I cooked some of my specialties-which included stew and banana bread. Hubby says my banana bread is the last word in banana bread, so we shall talk no more about that.

The stew now-THAT is a different story. As with all recipes, everyone has a different concept for stew. In those days when I was trying out different things everyday, hubby asked me if I would make stew since he loved it and his mom used to make it etc etc. So I called my mom, got the recipe, followed it to the letter and in spite of my best efforts, and 2 hrs of my time, hubby did not like it. The reason? It did not taste like his mom’s. I muttered things not lawful to be uttered. But in any case, I loved it. Lucky for him we were newly married at the time.

I made it in different ways, consulted my MIL, but hubby would not be pleased. So to maintain marital bliss, we agreed not to make it anymore. After a long time, I made it in Canada and everyone loved it. Yesterday MIL made her stew again and told everyone that she liked my stew better than hers. Now I believe compliment in absentia is the best kind because it is sincere. She was not obliged to say it, since I was not there.

So next time I make stew, it is going to be like the original way I made it. It has been proved far more superior.

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In other news, I had multiple vaccinations yesterday as we are applying for residency. I had 3 injections on one arm and I am here to tell the story.

And that my friends, is a miracle worth mentioning on my blog.

I am as a general rule terrified of injections. But this doctor was so funny and kept us laughing, I forgot to be scared. I have only one more vaccination and then I am done.