New Year's Eve
Boy did I have a
hypochondriacal event during the night. Unbelievable I really begin
to worry about myself significantly.Now, in the light of day I don't
quite fully recall what was going on but I remember dragging myself
out of bed at 3:30 AM because I thought I was coming down with a cold
or a flu or some sort. Kind of thought I had a sore throat and it was
going to get worse. Honestly, however I really believe I've been on
the cusp of becoming sick last couple of days as I whined about in
two or three entries into this blog about how I've elected just to
stay in my apartment while the temperatures dropped significantly
especially with the amount of snow we've gotten recently. This is
okay I don't have a problem with this I love my apartment, I love
staying in my apartment almost too much. I'm sure some of the folks
around this apartment complex think I'm becoming a bit antisocial but
except for checking my mail there really isn't a reason for me to go
up front except that's where the washrooms that that's fact. So I
have to go up there and watch my close once a week is a numerous
trips up to and back from the washroom which is usually on Friday or
Saturday.
It's Monday morning and of
course that means Dana is coming over to do my health care routine
i.e. suppository and bath/shower. And I was concerned because if I
did have something contagious I certainly didn't want her to come
down with whatever I thought that I had it so I actually texted her
to significant texts about one my condition and to I've actually put
a mask on the front door for her protection that she could wear which
I was hoping would limit the amount of exposure she might have to any
contagions I might be carrying. Oddly, once I was up I felt pretty
darn good. My stuffy had cleared out and I was looking forward to
whatever I was going to do today whatever New Year's Eve might bring.
I had toyed with the idea of attending the “3 PM new year
celebration” but it just seemed to pathetic for attending.
Especially if I felt contagious. I got a few things done waiting for
Dana to get here like I had 120 minutes or something. I caught up on
my journal picked up the kitchen a little bit and wash the crockpot
that I cooked all the beans in. I should've called my friend Elske in
Nijimegen, Netherlands. It would be actually the time that she could
probably visit it would be her morning at some point transitioning to
afternoon. This eight hour difference is a real challenge a lot of
ways. But I did not I just rolled around enjoying the apartment and
wondering if I can make it through the rest of the day thinking
perhaps this should be the day that I would take a nap.Speaking of
Elske last night as we were communicating and I was telling her about
the large pot of beans I had made with the hambone she suggested I
use Worchester shire sauce.
When Dana got here I had
her put the larger of the two containers of beans and ham into the
freezer and I decided I would take the rest of the beans in jazz them
up with all kinds of possible flavor. I put in a couple of teaspoons
of Worchester shire sauce, crushed red pepper, a fourth of cupof
jalapeno pepper juice Salt-and-pepper and even the bay leaf or two.
Wow, I now have one snappy cup of soup hambone soup happy new year!
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