Random Notes Saturday
Apr. 29th, 2017 09:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pshaw_ravenI have a friend on FB that I know from way back on LJ. She was closer to Kitty than to me, her handle over there is moonstone_fae and I don't believe she ever migrated over here. I met her a few times on trips to Memphis but we were never super close. And anyway, I read her mother posting on her FB account this morning that she's likely to lose her battle with pancreatic cancer soon. She's got more tumors now, her liver is failing, and she's non-communicative.
In happier news, I'm going to need to transplant my tomato seedlings soon. They're getting big enough, for one thing. For another, the toad that was hanging out in one of the seed tray cells apparently told a buddy how great the seed tray is, because now there's two toads. One dug up some of the seedlings to make his toad-hole, so I just replanted them in some moist dirt for right now. They don't seem harmed by it. I have six Amish Paste tomato plants and ten Ten Fingers of Naples. Both are saucing varieties. I can't eat raw tomatoes - well, not much anyway. So I rarely bother growing anything but kinds suitable for canning. They've completely upset the bell peppers, though. I have tons of jiffy pots in the garage, so I'll try peppers again in those. I can't believe I'm running a toad hotel.
I likely am going back on anxiety meds. Yesterday I started getting a lot more spam calls than normal - almost one an hour. I even turned the ringer off on my phone but I could still hear it vibrate and it just set off all sorts of stress and anxiety. I've put my phone in whitelist mode. I'll add numbers as needed going forward, like doctors' offices, etc. But I'm just done. That actually made me so miserable that much of my day was ruined. Yeah, I know, first world problems, but you honestly can't help anxiety once it is set off. And it's been a long time since I had that trapped, desperate feeling like I need to fight or flee, but I don't know what to fight or where to flee to so I just sit in one place getting more and more panicky.
I want to get a five mile treadmill run in today. I'm kind of thinking of just having breakfast soon and running this afternoon. It's nice having the option. I've switched up my running and now take a walk break at every mile, instead of 3:2 or 4:1 intervals. I'm just a little unsure of what a mile really is, since the treadmill gives me one distance and Fitbit gives me another. I'm also trying to remind myself that the treadmill doesn't include things like wind resistance, so don't start feeling like you're actually fast or anything. But anyway, I usually go by what the treadmill says. Fitbit gives me a longer distance covered, which is a nice ego stroke, but I'm not going to rely on it for training purposes.
Nanna-cat just brought me a toy. Awww :)
In happier news, I'm going to need to transplant my tomato seedlings soon. They're getting big enough, for one thing. For another, the toad that was hanging out in one of the seed tray cells apparently told a buddy how great the seed tray is, because now there's two toads. One dug up some of the seedlings to make his toad-hole, so I just replanted them in some moist dirt for right now. They don't seem harmed by it. I have six Amish Paste tomato plants and ten Ten Fingers of Naples. Both are saucing varieties. I can't eat raw tomatoes - well, not much anyway. So I rarely bother growing anything but kinds suitable for canning. They've completely upset the bell peppers, though. I have tons of jiffy pots in the garage, so I'll try peppers again in those. I can't believe I'm running a toad hotel.
I likely am going back on anxiety meds. Yesterday I started getting a lot more spam calls than normal - almost one an hour. I even turned the ringer off on my phone but I could still hear it vibrate and it just set off all sorts of stress and anxiety. I've put my phone in whitelist mode. I'll add numbers as needed going forward, like doctors' offices, etc. But I'm just done. That actually made me so miserable that much of my day was ruined. Yeah, I know, first world problems, but you honestly can't help anxiety once it is set off. And it's been a long time since I had that trapped, desperate feeling like I need to fight or flee, but I don't know what to fight or where to flee to so I just sit in one place getting more and more panicky.
I want to get a five mile treadmill run in today. I'm kind of thinking of just having breakfast soon and running this afternoon. It's nice having the option. I've switched up my running and now take a walk break at every mile, instead of 3:2 or 4:1 intervals. I'm just a little unsure of what a mile really is, since the treadmill gives me one distance and Fitbit gives me another. I'm also trying to remind myself that the treadmill doesn't include things like wind resistance, so don't start feeling like you're actually fast or anything. But anyway, I usually go by what the treadmill says. Fitbit gives me a longer distance covered, which is a nice ego stroke, but I'm not going to rely on it for training purposes.
Nanna-cat just brought me a toy. Awww :)
