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My Life Thus Far
2016-11-22 06:16:19 (UTC)

My Pristine Vegan Existence {*sarcasm}

If I closed my eyes right now, I easily could fall asleep. I got about 5 hours sleep last night, which is easily enough to get me through the day, but come nighttime... I'm done. I've got a little over an hour until Snookums comes home from work (and he requested sex tonight), so I'm going to have to come up with some way of keeping myself awake. I was thinking a bath, but I just realized I used my last bath bomb and I have no Epsom salt. I do however have bentonite clay, essential oils, and coconut oil. I'll take a detox mud bath! My hair and skin will love that, and I'll be both clean and awake for Snookums after he's gotten home and eaten dinner.

Work was excruciatingly slow this morning. As I'd anticipated. The calm before the storm. Since our DM is visiting on Wednesday, there are dozens of things needing to get done, so I kept myself busy with little projects. Filling bra cabinets, pushing merch to the sales floor, cleaning, etc. It helped that I had a short shift as well. Our weekly sales meeting and then 4 hours on the floor. Not too bad, and I'm off tomorrow. Yay!

Snookums just texted me that he's too tired for sex tonight! I know it's kind of sad, but I'm glad. I'm tired and I really don't feel like soothing his bruised ego after he fails to perform, because he's tired as well. I hate it when he does that to himself. I'd rather he be open with me, admit he's too tired and then we can just cuddle until we fall asleep. And I'm not just saying that because I don't feel like it tonight. I mean it. Cuddling trumps sex most nights of the week in my book!

This afternoon was so lovely, I took myself for a walk. Just in Silverdale, because I had to stop at Trader Joe's before heading back home. I parked at Old Mill Park and walked the mile (just a little more than a mile) to Silverdale Waterfront Park and then back. It makes me sad how early it gets dark now, but there's not much I can do about that except enjoy the time outdoors I do get. Speaking of which, I found the best book at Barnes and Noble today. It's an urban trails guide for Kitsap Peninsula, Key Peninsula, and Kitsap County! There are a few trails/trail systems that I'm intimately familiar with, but quite a few I had no idea existed. Enough to make me buy the book to keep in the car. Several of the trails are near trails I already frequent, but had no idea were there. I'm looking forward to using it soon. Maybe tomorrow weather permitting.

When I got home, I'd totally spaced that Keenan had ballet. Again. I did the same thing week before last. I don't know how I've been letting it slip my mind, but thankfully no hard was done. I got home 15 minutes before he needed to be there (it's a 10 minute drive to his studio). I stayed and watched him dance tonight. Usually Kiki comes with us and she hates waiting, so we'll walk around Poulsbo Fish Park while Keenan is in class. Since it's dark by 5:30 now, we can't do that. So she's taken to staying home. Which is fine with me. I like sitting outside his class and watching through the window. He's just so darn cute. Of course Kiki doesn't think so.

Snookums is feeling slightly under the weather, so he asked me to make him my healing soup. It's not that spectacular, but it does the trick when he's coming down with his monthly bug (I swear, it seems to happen that often). I peeled and minced 20 cloves of fresh organic garlic, two giant onions, organic carrots, celery, potatoes, and Tuscan kale. I season it with a shit-ton (that's an official unit of measurement) of turmeric, hickory smoked sea salt, a savory herbs blend, chives, and a tablespoon of crushed red pepper flake. It's pretty potent stuff. I don't get sick. I don't know why that is (I'd like to attribute it to my pristine vegan existence {*sarcasm}, but even before going vegan I rarely got sick). Most of my adult life I've tried to live as healthfully as possible and I think that has a lot to do with it. My husband is very much the opposite. He only wants my healthful foods when his body crashes from existing on cheap take out and microwavable convenience foods. He's headed straight for a heart attack at 40... which is next month. Actually, in two weeks! I've tried to change his perspective with no success. Ultimately the decision to change is solely up to him.

I need to be all done. My brain to fingers coordination is deteriorating fast. Every other word is a typo and my thoughts are getting tougher to articulate. Ugh! Sleep awaits me...




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