Ayn's Multiple World

It's like living in Space Age, right?

Good morning … it’s me. I’m hear with sir kitty. We’re waiting out the 15 minutes before we wake up sir love a lot. He didn’t get to bed until midnight (like us) … and he has to get up to do another game this morning. I feel bad for him … he can get so tired. I can just go back to bed. Hmm, maybe we should plan on it … maybe he should have a nap scheduled in. That would be a good idea, wouldn’t it? I know

I have to wake him, just wish I could let him sleep. We’re not so awake ourselves … we dozed in front of the keyboard petting Chief. No, he wasn’t overly pleased with our work. He said you are going to need trying harder. Right now he’s sitting squarely over our left wrist. Silly cat … think he’d want to crush my writing effort or something. Hmpf!

We like the music, but we want it to put us to sleep. What could I be thinking of that would compensate the sleepiness. AHA! Heavy cat got off my wrist. He tried really settling in and we didn’t like that so much. Now he is looking longingly at my chair. He says, why don’t we just sleep this off. He’s such a party animal. 8 more minutes.

Coffee is ready. AHA! Bunny friend is UP!!! He’s using the little boys room. I think then we’re going to go jump him, but I think he has to take a shower all ready. Hmm, we’re dozing at keyboard again … I don’t hear anything in there give him 30 seconds. Then it will be 7 am proper. Ahh there we go, my tired puppy.

Hmm back again. We officially saw off our sugar bunny. We stayed in the shower with him, and then we watched him get dressed, and then we poured his coffee and ate cereal together, then we had to smooch him at the door. Yep, yep, there sure is a lot that goes into good smoochfacing! Sir Rich said he’d be home about noon. And, in the meantime, we progress in listening to love songs *Pshwoo* it’s pretty intense. I feel like the love is just busting out of my pores. I have to make sure it doesn’t get messy. He doesn’t let me touch those special places though. He say’s oh-no … not before a game. HMPF! Silly man.

I’ll be a fool for you, I’m sure, You know I don’t mind, cause you mean the world to me … I found in you my endless love.

Uh huh, just like that!

Pretty swept up, but now we got a friendly kitty to relax. She says, now? Now is it my time?. Thank goodness smoochie face left!

She’s so spoiled. Ahh there she goes … she settled … Whoops … phone rang.

That was smoochie … he had come up with a plan. He says that we should meet up when he gets home. He says he’ll call me after his game gets over and that it’s an hour and 15 minutes away. And, then we’ll meet at the discount tire place, because he has a tire in need, and then we can leave his car there for a bit, but then go to put oil in mine (AND maybe a car wash??) and then we can check his mail and go grocery shopping, AND if its nice out there, maybe we could get a sandwich for the park. Oh, man how can the guy so easily make doing chores seem romantic. I know what he’s doing … he doesn’t like when I don’t leave the house all day. It says that the high is going to be 64 today and there will be partly clouds with winds at 5-10 mph. Maybe we can go on a picnic, but I should bring a jacket. That’s doable. WooHOOO!!! Time with Sweetie. It’s like a date.

Hmm, better concentrate on the writing early then. It’s just turned 8 pm. We’ve got winsome music in our ear – Natalie and Nat King Cole. Ahh.

Hmm, just took a turn around the computer … not much there. Sooo, where’s the news … pesky cats being pesky. Nothing special there. Hmm, we had another physical therapist appointment last night … It went better than the last one. Tiffany was more responsible than she had been and more attentive. I think she figured it out.

I still did almost everything on my own … bike 15 min, mirror thing, up, back, sidewise. Do it again now … you know the drill. But this time about half the time she stayed with me. She also found something to ask about. When asked I told her I do a lot of writing. And, then we told her we do journal writing, and then she mentioned blogging and we told her about us being on AOL or blogger for about 4 years. She acknowledged that we’ve been on before it became so popular. Actually, I think that started 2-3 years prior to us being on it, but for the same of argument, ok we’ve been around a while.

She thought we had something of interest to read about … thinking about the journal and multiple aspect, but then we told her about the affair … hehehe she said we were ready for lifetime. And, she talked about having a couple of friends that were screenwriters with nothing to be working on. I though, uh huh. Then I told her my goal was to produce for pshychology experts more than pie in the sky housewifes. I said I wasn’t that kind of multiple. She thought that be a shame though, because she thought it was very interesting. I think maybe I could get more into it, but I think she was just making conversation that had been missed out the week before. I saw our personalities. We were feeling friendly again … no problems.

Unfortunately, there are others of us that are guarded. I think those people are a lot more non-sensible then they should be. But, anyway that was the night.

Oh yeah there was one thing that was kinda funny. I think she was already thinking of royalties in having set us up and she was diagramming that she would like to have her name changed (to protect the innocent) and she said something about contracts and such. Hehehe I think we should to a life time series on physical therapists.

And, then we can have them playing games with each other. HMPF! Well, don’t mean to be that mean, but I still don’t think Tiffany has reached our deep inner core or anything. I really do like the part that she’s so smart. And, I think she is nice inside and she’s pretty and she interests me a lot. But, so far we’re just another
person that is coming in temporarily to be treated. *Sigh*

In other news, we had a long night on our own. We stayed up for smoochie face. We wanted to back-rub him to sleep. He wasn’t arguing, and he let me go on about silly soap opera stuff with entertainment news, but then soon he got drifty, so he put me to bed proper. Hmm, still drifty … just fell asleep again. We can do this, right?

Hmm, wonder if there is anything to eat … BRB coffee.

Hmm, we’re doing a little experimenting. We keep dozing into these mini-sessions.

It seems that within seconds we’re dreaming and then we come out of it and so forth. So, we redid the cords so that we could get air from the machine. It doesn’t look attractive, but we’re going to see if it helps us stay awake. I think the breathing otherwise is very shallow and makes us tired. Please don’t laugh, but this is what we’re looking like. This should scare my grandchildren, right?



I think let’s not put that on any book jacket covers. Tiffany would be there to be saying, but it’s drawing in their attention … this stuff sells! *Giggle*

Ok, like two minutes … still up … so far so good. Of course, the other alternative would be to just go back to bed. But it’s already 9:30 am the morning is almost over and we’ve only made it to page 3. How can that be fair.

Oh man oh man … It somehow got to be 11 am. I don’t know how that much time could have gone so fast. I think we read about a week’s worth of blogs, especially the long blog from last Saturday when Maury had stopped over with the girls. We were so sleepy that we got the CPap machine to give us the air … we still fell into bliss, but not as bad, we got through the reading. And, an important part is that I find it readable … I can’t say I understand some of the jumps like we were going to do grant reading and then someone is organizing closets. That’s probably where some of our problems are coming from. I have that same sense of jumping at work too.

Sometimes we’re very disorganized and wondering how work is occurring.

But, for now Sweetie called to say he was an hour away, so we’re going to need taking our shower and getting dressed. I don’t want to take away the air or the music or the keyboard. But, that is the deal we made. We started to back out just to see if we could, but Fishyface was pretty sure I’d have to leave the house today. Man-o-man … Ok, he’s going to help me too with the oil and those boxes.

Better get going. Be back after the shower. Oh man I have to hear this song though … it’s the Righteous Brothers singing “Unchanged Melody.” Uhhuh, I know you all know it. “I need your love, I need your love - God speed your love to me. Lonely with its flow to the sea, to the sea, to the open arm of the sea. Lonely with its sigh wait for me, I’ll be coming home wait for me …”

Oh man we love this song … I know we need to swim over to our shower, but woooohooo … oh damn we’re so in love … Umm, not with Saturday tasks, BUT in being with Sweetie. I should shower, brb.



Ok, we’re up to this part. AND, we’re trying on not only the sweatshirt, but the blue jeans for the first time. We’re a little nervous about that part. They are the right size on top, but like Carpenter’s pants so they have big floppy legs.

We’ll see how that goes. I don’t think I have to get out of the car a lot until we’re in a private place – like a park. I couldn’t figure out how to get the collar to sit straight … so we just gave up on it. We also went back to the music and mask. It’s not our best affect, but I’m pretty much ready to go out on my “date” Yayyyy DISCOUNT TIRE here we come!!! Hehehe

But, with Sweetie Pie … it’s going to be ok, right? We can leave this computer.

Shoot feeling so comfortable too. Like our fingers are just getting to the keyboard. Ok, be calm, be calm. I think he’s going to call in like 7-8 minutes.

Have to be ready to springboard out of here. I can do this, right?

Better do a check. I have my cell phone here. I put duct tape by my purse and I got the discount for oil in the purse. Purse, keys, and cell phone. That’s all a woman needs? Right? I haven’t been bothered by the knees too much today … just sitting. Getting to walk I’m pretty slow. But, I gotta think Rich is right … I need to get out. I’m thinking now of those carts they have for people who can’t walk … Rich says no that I should just wait out in the car, but I’m thinking that I would like to try one. Even if it means getting out of the car after he leaves and setting it up myself. I’m pretty sure that if they got the carts you have to go up to the service desk. I’m not sure I can do that in that what happens if she is busy. I’m pretty sure most stores have the cart. It would take practice driving it and then I would have to figure out how to find Rich … it sure would be easier with him. Then he could help me out. Why don’t we plan on just walking out of the car with him. Throw ourselves in his mercy. We might just have to settle on it that we are going to do it.

Hmm, should we do that? It’s just that it’s been about 6-7 years since we went in the grocery store to shop and the only reason why is we can’t walk that long or stand. Now they have carts for people like that. Rich is in rehab, and going toward the least restriction, it would be better to have someone who can’t walk to ride the cart rather than stay in the car, wouldn’t it? That be the right thing?

Not sure why he’d rather have me stay in the car, unless he’s embarrassed of me.

Naw, Rich has stuck it out with us for a long time. But, there is some new ground here to break. I’m going to need being strong. Rich … this is me speaking … I’m going in that grocery store with you and I hope your not having a relationship with someone in the deli section, but I’m going with you and either you or me … well one of us is going to figure out that deal with the electric cart. And, that’s final!

Is that ok, sir? No no … that wouldn’t be right. Hmpf, I don’t have to ask Rich’s permission to go into the grocery store, do I? Maybe I want to choose what kind of food I want too. Maybe it’s like hallowed grounds and Rich doesn’t want me disturbing his balance. We could be real quiet. But, we’d have to promise him we wouldn’t race in the aisles. That wouldn’t be a good idea or bowling people down.

We would promise.

Yes, I think today is the day. Big deep breath. Yes, we’re going shopping hehehe.

Ok, but we gotta be tough, right? We can do this. We can.

Ok, let’s change the subject we should get this into the post, because he’s going to call any minute. Ok, just us breaking off … we can do it, we can do it!

Ok, this is just me back again ticking off time. I’m not sure why Rich hasn’t called yet.

It’s an hour now and he was going to call in 45 minutes. I better call, but then he might say I have to go out. But, we need to make sure he is safe. Better call, BRB.

Ok … we’re good … just talked to him. He’s going to be to the postal place first in about 5 minutes. Then he has to go talk to them about something, then when he leaves he’ll give me a head’s up because he’ll be about 10 minutes from the tire place. So … we got minutes left … la la la ta da!

I keep fighting for my minutes with the mask. I’m pretty sure he isn’t going to like the idea of using it just for regular up time. There is a certain dependence factor, but I can’t explain the difference in breathing. I can’t believe I didn’t think of this before, but I know it’s a bad idea just on the idea that its not normal. Besides it takes awful pictures. Poor Rich he’s going to come home and think some creature has taken me over.

Hmm, maybe I should be thinking what one thing I could be doing to make Sweetie Pie’s life better. Let me think … maybe we should have a category … in which area?

Hehehe I know … go meet him! He’s ready … YAYYYY!!!

posted by Ann Marie @ 10/13/2007 11:52:00 AM Comments: 0