Attempting to Blow My Nose While Half Awake

Once in a while, I wake up randomly because my nose is stuffed. It’s from allergies and dry air. I get up and go into the bathroom to blow my nose.

One morning, I was attempting to take care of my nose and then head back to bed. I intentionally tried to stay semi-asleep in an attempt to get right back into bed to continue sleeping. I wandered into the bathroom, grabbed a Qtip and attempted to use it to blow my nose. Well, that didn’t work, as you might have guessed. I had to wake up fully to figure out that I need a Kleenex to take care of this job. So much for falling back asleep right away.

Two hours and an application fee later

I am still planning on going back to get my bachelor’s degree. I researched early and waited and waited for the application date to arrive. It arrived last week! I was so excited to get online and actually apply. I didn’t get to it over the first weekend, but I wasn’t too concerned because the deadline is all the way in October.

I went online to fill out the application, with transcripts in hand. The first red flag was when it asked me if I was sure that my high school graduation date was correct. Was that an age crack?

After filling out which schools I had been attending, I had to fill in all of my classes from my transcripts. Because my original community college work/A.S. was so long ago, I had to manually type in everything. It took forever. The classes that I have taken recently were no problem. I started typing in the class numbers and it filled in the rest for me.

It still took me over two hours to get everything done. Then I paid the fee. I am just waiting to hear if I get accepted to the program I want.

I haven’t received confirmation that my application was received, but I got an email to verify my financial aid application. I filled it out today, and I hope to hear back soon.

Make him work for his money

When I was at the grocery store the other day, it became obvious to me that I had wandered in on the day that the employees were getting their bonuses. The younger employees were all getting in the checkout lines to cash their checks. It didn’t take long, but it was unusual enough to make me ask questions.

I ended up in line between two employees. One was almost finished cashing her check. The other was waiting for me to check out so he could cash his check. The first person finished and was chatting with the bagger while she waited for the second. The checker finished up my transaction and was I was paying when I heard the first person and the bagger start laughing. The bagger told the cashier to turn off the belt. The employee who was in line behind me was trying to endorse his check, using the conveyor belt as a table. He put the check down and tried to get his pen ready. The check would move along the belt. He’d pick the check up again. He put the check down. He tried to get his pen ready, and the check was down the belt again. He had to pick it up and start again. It was funny to watch him attempt this over and over. I looked at the checker and told her to make him work for his money. She offered to speed up the belt to make it funnier. I left, so I never knew if he eventually got his check endorsed. It was certainly part of my entertainment for the day.

Hadrian’s Wall

Hadrian’s wall

I heard someone refer to her book stack as “Hadrian’s Wall by my head at night.” I had to look it up.

The Wikipedia entry is linked above. I pulled photos from it, and, yes, I agree, it does look like a stack of books. In its day, before 122, it was much taller than it is now. Maybe people have gotten around to reading the books in the stack? Kidding. It looks like it would have been overwhelmingly huge in its time. Kind of like some books stacks I know.

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I Miss the Library

SFPL

In early March, I visited the library for what would be the last time in a while. I didn’t know it at the time, though. The library shut down the next day.

I had a lot of social commitments that happened at the library. Movies, lectures, just sitting and reading, coffee drinking, and just picking up and dropping off books that I wanted to read. I watched shows on my tablet and did some writing there. I would people watch. I went to one of the libraries at least once a week, and sometimes twice a week.

Currently, I have about 20 library books at home, and I am patiently waiting to return them. The library keeps extending the due dates. Most recently, they changed the date to September 30, 2020. This does not give me hope that the library will reopen soon.

I miss the library.

But the homeless guy said it would be ok

I hate grocery shopping these days. I had trouble with Instacart delivering the wrong items, so I insist on doing it myself. I did not want to order green bananas and get plantains or order canned corn and get canned baby corn. Once was enough. If you want something done right, do it yourself.

Because of this, I limit my trips to the store, but I am still out there at the grocery store with the rest of the crazy people. There’s always something unusual going on. There are people trying to squeeze past me into a three inch gap between me and the freezer. Spacial issues? Your butt is bigger than that, Lady. You won’t fit. Another time, there was a woman who decided that my almost full cart looked just like her almost empty cart and took off with it. Then she came back with it and showed me that the carts had almost identical items in it. Umm, no.

This week, the actual filling of the cart went smoothly. I got in line, and I was the second one in line. The lady in front of me had no cart. Just a personal shopping bag with all of her groceries in it. The checker was very calm and apologized to her. He calmly explained that the store does not allow personal bags right now, and she was welcome to take her groceries outside to fill her bag, or she could load it herself, or she could use a regular bag from the store, with no charge. This was UNACCEPTABLE! Oh, great. Just what I need. At least I wasn’t in a hurry.

The woman takes her mask off and starts yelling at the checker. The checker at the register next to them squeezed out silently and got security to come. The woman with no mask continued to yell her point that if she is given a bag, no one better charge her for it. Then she started yelling that she was given permission before she brought it in. She wanted the manager to know that the guy by the front door is telling people they can bring their bags in. “He must know what he’s talking about, since he lives here!” It comes out eventually that she asked the homeless guy who sits on the bench outside the store. He must be the ultimate authority, right? He sees everyone coming and going, so he knows.

I decided to change lines. I was in and out of there with three households’s groceries in the time that it took security to calm the lady down. She was still in there when I wandered off and loaded my car. I can’t wait for the next adventure. Yes, I can. Grocery shopping is no fun right now.

Have you taken swim lessons?

I managed to find an outdoor pool that is open. I have been working on my lap swimming after a long time away from the pool. Unfortunately, the pool is a public pool and one has to make reservations in order to use it at a certain time, and there is a limit to the number of people allowed in the area at one time.

I went one afternoon to find a family of four in the pool area. Two children in the pool and one parent on either side of the pool, supervising. I settled in a safe distance from all of them. I figured that if I was patient, I may be able to get my laps in.

Suddenly, one of the children announced that she was hungry. Yay! My opportunity! I hopped in and did my laps while the children were eating.

As I got out, the children’s mother asked me if I had taken swimming lessons. I said yes, of course. She told the children that she knew that would be my answer. I looked at her, puzzled. She said that she’s been trying to convince the children that there was a good reason to take lessons, and they were impressed by the evenness of my stroke and that I could go back and forth so easily. I was being used as an example.

As I was putting my swim stuff away, the woman said, “Oh! I should have known that you knew what you were doing. Anyone who has a case for her goggles must be serious about swimming.” I guess so. I use the case to keep my goggles from getting scratches. They are much easier to see through without scratches.

She also commented on my swim watch and earplugs. Well, if I am doing laps, they help. I didn’t use my swimcap this time, though. I guess I am looking for that green chlorinated look?

I am just happy to be back in the pool. I use hand sanitizer after using the rails to get out of the pool. Everyone uses those to get out.

Killing the Meetup Group

As some of the longer term readers know, I had a meetup group to encourage myself to get out of the house and meet people. We’d meet for coffee once a month and have happy hours occasionally and attempt to do touristy things every few weeks.

Only a few people showed up regularly, and I didn’t get to know very many in the group, but I would not say that the group was dying. When the shelter in place started, there was no point in meeting, because we had nowhere to go and it’s hard to drink coffee and wear a mask. No one seemed to want to meet by Zoom, so that was the end of that, it seemed.

I let it go for a while, since I had paid through June. Not one person answered messages. So, when the bill came last week for renewal, I sent a message to everyone in the group telling them that I would close the group and reopen it when things got to the point where we can meet in person again.

Only one person responded, and he had already moved away from the area months before we were sheltering in place.

When we are ready to meet again, I’ll reassess. Right now, it doesn’t make sense to pay for something I am not using.

What I forgot to pack

I went away for a weekend with the family. I live with them, so it’s not a big deal with the shelter in place orders. The place where we are has a pool, with strict rules of use. I go in and do my laps and get out. No dawdling. Wash down everything that was used.

Normally, I would sit down and read a book poolside. This trip, nope. Other than the rules not really allowing it without wearing a mask, I forgot my book!

I forgot my book! How could I do that? I do have my Kindle, but I don’t really want it out by the pool. I also have my textbook for my class, which is technically what I am supposed to be reading. It is rented though, so that doesn’t go out near water, either.

I am headed home to get back to work for a training for a couple of days. I’ll come back up after repacking. Hopefully this time I’ll remember the paper book. I am sure I’ll forget something else, though.

Sleeping difficulties

I have always been an awful sleeper. I need time to relax before sleep. Then, once I’m asleep, I only sleep for two or three hours and then I wake up because my bladder says so. Occasionally, I’m able to get back to sleep right away, but usually I’m awake for an hour or two before I doze off.

4 full sized pillows, back rest wedge , two decorative pillows, and a form fitting neck pillow now cover my bed, in an effort to make me more comfortable at night. Plus, I have my book seat which makes sure that my book or Kindle is comfy and at my fingertips in case I have insomnia, which is likely.

This usually works reasonably well, until I start fighting with the pillows. It seems that they manage to offend me in my sleep and I find them all over the room in the morning. One time, I woke up mid argument with them. Who says I don’t usually remember my dreams?

I do not take sleep meds because my bladder is usually what’s waking me up at night. I really don’t want to sleep through that. I’ll just continue arguing with my pillows and waking up to pee during the night. I’ll keep the Kindle handy.