Master warned His dievca — she listened, but now she needs to crawl into bed.
The 2nd Booster
dievca wanted it before traveling to Europe.
Photo: Movie Still from Otte Akkorder (1944) a Danish film.
Nobody calls when its quiet. Everyone calls when you are in the middle of Life. It doesn’t take 11 e-mails to get one item completed. Why can’t newcasters tie their own shoes without a teleprompter? Add that you are missing sleep and trying to function in a Public World. dievca is a crab who is trying to be very nice at this moment – when she really just wants to snap everyone’s head off with her claws…
Sorry about the whigning – dievca really needs sleep.
dievca lost those 8 hours of work on Friday with travel debacles, she made them up by starting at 4:00 am and plowing through the house. Her brother, Sister-in-Law, Nephew and Niece-in-Law + the three older kids (10, 9, 7) were amazing. 3 bedrooms 2.5 baths, full basement, full attic, 3 stall garage – sorted, packed, Goodwilled, Seniors Elderly Center, Animal Shelter and the house staged with furniture wanted by the buyer and left with some accessories/decent linens.
Dinners were nice affairs – Pizza on late arrival with Red wine. Caregivers and everyone shared a lovely meal with Seafood/Italian to honor Mom and Dad amidst the house chaos + the chocolates Mom loved, Wild Rice Chicken and Mushroom Soup + fresh baked bread the next evening at dievca’s Nephew/Nieces’ house. After the dinners, back to work for dievca for an hour or so. Then, early to bed, early to rise.
At the Airport, dievca was handed a flute of champagne and started buzzing immediate due to exhaustion and lack of food. she went for a second glass and overheard the bartender say that the “premium” champagne was being served because the inexpensive one ran out. So, when her elbow knocked over 1/3 of the flute of champage, dievca ponder getting a third flute – but getting bombed before a flight was not on the agenda.
Caregivers are cleaning the house today, dievca’s brother will do a walk-thru with realtor on Weds – closing on Friday if all goes well.
dievca’s Brother was on a mission to get the house sold. she would not recommend this timeline to anyone, but it is possible with many hands working together. XO
Side note: Mom and Dad’s ashes were in the Laundry Room, side by side. Mom obviously weighed a lot less than Dad did at the end – we think it was the osteoperosis. The 1st night dievca needed water at 3 am and she ran into the laundry room to grab a bottle – the light over Mom and Dad was flickering. Then she found a $100 bill in a card that her Dad had written, “Happy Birthday” with no name on it. Used the money to pay for the babysitter watching the 3 younger kids (5, 3, 1.5) – Dad would have been happy.
I will crawl back from the Gates of Hell and get this sh*t done.
dievca’s Mom had a lot of clothing in various places around the house (socks and stockings in the TV Armoire ?!?!?). dievca had completed her Dad’s clothing and thought she was finished, but she forgot all of the drawers upstairs. So, dievca sat on the stairs sorting scarves and tops for the final hurrah…and then treated herself to a bath where her Mom was oh so happy. It was a lovely bath – the glass of wine didn’t hurt. Maybe she won’t be too sore tomorrow.
Furniture into storage and more GoodWill runs on the agenda.
dievca hopes everyone is doing well.
You name it for travel problems – they happened yesterday.
Ice, Snow, flights canceled, reroutings failed, no rental car.
Noon arrival ended up at 8 pm.
Attempting to start over this morning…
A day of little sleep.
A day of barely functioning.
A day of minimal production.
A day of of waste?
Or was it a day of healing?
~putting one foot in front of the other~
Photo: Lane Coder - Underwater Photography
dievca doesn’t know if she cleans the house for her Mother, the Caregivers or herself….but she kills herself to get the inside and outside done as much as possible in five days. Yes, her body pays for it afterward. No, she won’t hire someone to do it.
she is feeling like Lucy, right about now.
26 Oct 1952 — “Sales Resistance” is the name of this I Love Lucy episode, in which Ricky insists that Lucy get rid of a vacuum she bought from a door-to-door salesman. After a hectic day of trying to sell it to someone else, Lucille is worn out. — Image by © Bettmann/CORBIS
Master, it’s been a long two weeks. Your dievca might just need to sleep.
After the nap, she’ll look at you with sexy sleepy eyes and ask,
“How may I serve my Master?” Read the rest of this entry »
Am I ahead?
Or am I behind?
Is doesn’t really matter,
when one is tired and lost.
If you figure it out,
please give a call.
Or text, or email.
To get the message through.
Until then, I plan to drift~
Floating Lanterns available here.
It doesn’t happen often – but sometimes you end up face down, a** up at 9 pm, and don’t wake until 7:30 am. Its not COVID-19, it was just a week.
…you pass out because you are just that exhausted.
dievca hopes you slept as hard as she did.
dievca’s washed a lot of sheets and items of clothing these past few days.
All towards getting a sleeping schedule and meds correct. It’s still not down solid.
The all-encompassing Family challenges have taken their toll.
Normally dievca tries to start out the week with a bit of coffee happiness – on Mondays.
Apparently, her coffee post went out on a Sunday.
That doesn’t really matter in the big picture until dievca flies out on an early flight and needs to figure out which day of the week it was for work. she was thinking the Coffee post went out on a Monday – when it didn’t… then she panicked about which day it was~
It took brain dead dievca thirty minutes to figure out the correct day of the week.
dievca’s Parents are alive – maybe not kicking hard, but still kicking. dievca is not kicking it.
It was a long, arduous Saturday.
Please refer back to Saturday’s post
for where dievca’s mind has stopped.
(Does anyone have wine and all-ready-made chocolate cake for dievca?)
Why are my Sir and I exhausted and rejuvenated after playing?
8. You’re Just Too Good In Bed To Not Be Exhausted
And then, there’s always this possibility to be considered: You rock her world; she rocks yours and together, you’re rocking the bed, the table, the walls and the entire household. That’s got to explain your levels of exhaustion when all you want to do is lay like a vegetable and bask in the glory of your awesomeness as you laze around the place, going over the entire events of last night or early this morning. Phew! ~mensxp.com
That might explain it! It’s a “good tired” not stress tired.
past tense: bonked; past participle: bonked
knock or hit (something) to cause a reverberating sound.
“he bonked his head on the plane’s low bulkhead”
have sexual intercourse with (someone).
(of a cyclist or runner) reach a point of exhaustion that makes one unable to go further.
“I bonked and couldn’t pedal another stroke”
dievca is done, she has bonked.
May you be sprawled out and snoring on this Sunday morning.
A body can only be “on point” for so long.