This morning I weigh the same as I did yesterday, although I did not eat that much. I weigh 95.8 kilos. I had a small glass of juice, some Melba toast, a piece of cheese, a pear, some more Melba toast, another piece of cheese and a tall glass of milk. That’s not much food, is it? When I went on the scales this morning, it first said 95.1, but then I realized that one hand was leaning on the bathroom sink so that didn’t count. If it were that easy, I could lay various body parts on the sink and weigh myself that way. Let’s see, one leg should be worth a couple of kilos!
I went to bed at 8:30 last night. I was so tired. I dragged myself through the day and I seriously thought I was getting depressed, but at the end of the day I thought it might just be fatigue, so I called it an early day and when I laid down in bed, I went out like a light. I woke up at four o’clock this morning and I am still yawning, but I am having my first cup of coffee and I am hoping to be refreshed by that any moment now. I was supposed to have called my friend Joost last night, but because I went to bed so early, I forgot, but I see that Eduard sent him a mail with my apologies, and that I will call him tonight, so that was nice of Eduard. It is a very nice thing when your husband picks up your thinking cap when you have dropped it yourself. I had written myself a note to call Joost and then forgot about it completely due to my tiredness.
Yesterday I went to the CWI for my intake and I had that with a very nice lady with the Swedish name of Solveig. I don’t know if she was Swedish at all, she sounded very Dutch and had a Dutch last name. Anyway, we talked about my opportunities, which are not all that many considering my age and education level, but there are opportunities for me to take courses. And of course, I do have certain skills that I bring with me, such as my fluent English and my computer skills and the fact that I am not dumb and that I learn quickly. And I must say that I have the right attitude and that I rank myself highly, because I think I can do many things.
But first I have to do a series of tests and rather than take those there, I get to do them at home, where I will be sent a link with a code and I can take them when it is convenient for me. She will then be sent the results and depending on those, an advice will be given as to what possible courses I will take, if any. You then get a personal advisor who helps you through the rest of the process and puts an appeal for financing in for you with the city for your further education. This way, not only people who get unemployment benefits get a chance to get onto the job market, but also women of a certain age like me. It is all about reintegration and getting as many people as possible working and financially independent, especially now that the population is getting older as a rule. They like people like me whose husbands have good jobs and who are not a drain on society. They like the success stories!
Anyway, I spent an hour there, and then went to the chapel and prayed for my daughter specifically and everything under the sun in general. Mother Earth, the moon, the stars, the animals, the flowers, the trees, world peace. It was a whole integrated prayer. I thought, I have to start somewhere, so I am starting at the beginning, with all that matters the most, starting with my daughter. Thank God for all the good things! Really! And pray for the rest. I wish I was closer to nature here. I need some really good trees and some hills and meadows that go to the horizon. They are here of course, I just don’t happen to live in them. And everywhere you go in the Netherlands, there are bunches of people sharing nature with you, it can’t be helped in a small country like this.
Oh, by the way, there are two little trees growing in the patio. They arrived there all on their own and for now, we are leaving them there and are waiting to see what they are going to be. One is in the dirt and one is between the tiles and the dirt. I don’t rightly know what to do about that one yet. I had always wanted to plant a tree for Brion, but then we lost a bit of land to the new houses and we didn’t think we had the space for a tree, but now we will have to wait and see what happens. Mother Nature is making independent decisions! We are to have one tree at least after all. I wonder if Mother Nature and Mother Earth are the same entities? How do you tell them apart? Anyway, in my prayers, I want to integrate these “Mothers” with God as if they are one and the same, which they most likely are. That what is in nature is Godlike. The nature of God is nature itself. I think “primitive” people get it right.
I went to exchange my T-shirt for a smaller size, but they didn’t have one, so I had to pick out something different. I didn’t see an article of clothing that I absolutely wanted to have, so I decided on a nice leather belt that I sort of tried on around my waist and decided fit me. It is a really nice one and I need one, with my pants becoming to big on me. I have been wearing an old belt that belonged to Eduard and that he used to use to strap luggage onto his motorcycle, so it wasn’t a very fashionable one, to say the least. But you couldn’t see it under my clothes and it fulfilled its function.
Then I went home again, withstanding the temptation of the various food places I passed, because I was hungry and everything smelled very good. I knew that if I bought something, I wouldn’t be able to eat the whole thing any way, just a few bites and that would be it, so I didn’t and was proud of myself. If I want something special to eat like that, I have to do it with Eduard, because then I can have a few bites while Eduard eats the rest of it and we don’t waste any food.
Once I got home, I tried on the belt properly, and Eduard immediately had to make two extra holes in it, one of which I already have to use and one for some time later when I have lost more weight. By the way, the woman at the CWI saw my passport picture and said that she could see that I had lost a lot of weight since that one was taken. Now, you all know that that was not such a long time ago, so go figure! My face is skinnier!
When I got home, I said to Eduard, I don’t feel well, I am so down! All of my joy is gone! I sat with a cup of decaf and just sort of meditated on the sofa for a while and petted the dog. I think petting the dog is a very wholesome thing to do. I took half an Oxazepam to get rid of some of my anxiety and after a while, it started to work. It made it so that I could relax a little bit better. I don’t often take it during the day, only when I really feel that I need it and I can’t calm myself down well enough on my own. When I can’t find that peaceful spot inside myself.
I talked to my daughter, who sounded remarkably cheerful, and I think she likes the fact that she knows now what her life looks like in the near future. No more living in “what if”. Everything was so unsettled and so unsure. She can take charge of everything again and find her own way. I was right to exchange the photographs. I have to admit that I was swept along by the momentum also, and that I was seeing her future also along side this “fabulous” person. Now I see that she can manage quite well on her own and arrange her own life along with her son in it. She will be fine and I will keep praying for her for lots of wisdom and happiness. More than anything I wish for her to have wisdom, as I think that this is the greatest treasure a body can gain on this earth.
Our cat Gandhi is looking at me very intently. She thinks she can hypnotise me into action, but none of the other cats are here yet. At least none that are awake.
My friend Lucien is coming this afternoon to b
ring back the Bright Light Energy Lamp. It worked for her and I think I may be needing it myself now. I am definitely going to be using it tomorrow morning! I so much prefer being hypo-manic to being down. Being down is so draining. And you always have that threat of depression behind it. Yesterday I rated with a five, and I don’t think that is a good grade at all. So far my lowest days have been a sixes. I definitely don’t want to go below a five. I still think it is a good idea to keep track of my days in the little notebook. I write some comments down about the day along with the grade and my weight. I can look back in an instant and see what it was all about. My average day is a seven. That means I am up and dressed and made up and that I am wearing jewelry. I have also cleaned house. With a six I have done less than these things, such as just washed my face and not bothered to make up. I am more inactive then and not so up. I really like being an eight, that’s a very nice rating, because I am up and get a lot of things done, but a nine means I am hypo-manic and I’ve got to watch out a bit. I would hate to see what a ten looks like, I may not even report that.
Eduard was just up to get his first cup of coffee and his morning kiss and the dog was at his side to get petted. The cats are still asleep. I gave them some different cat food last night, but it seems that they liked that one too, because their dishes are empty and Jesker didn’t have any of it.
I have sore muscles in my legs from having walked around town so much and having used my bike so often. Especially that bit where you have to go through the tunnel under the railroad tracks. That is quite a push going up again. Then there is that bit going up the bridge into downtown where I always have to get off and walk my bike. It is steep, but one of these days I will make it up there. Then there is also that bit going home, that is what we call a “false flat”. It looks like it is level, but the road is actually going up and you have to push the peddles just a bit harder. When you are not used to riding your bike anymore, all of these things have to be taken into consideration. And take the bus when your muscles get too sore. Of course, for years I had no exercise to speak of, I was mostly vegetative, now I am so active. I move around more quickly, I am no longer moving in slow motion as if I am drugged.
Well, now I have to stop and make some cigarettes. I forgot to do that last night as well…
When it comes to going to bed on time and sticking to the schedule, I have not been following my own rules and I have thrown caution to the wind. There have been quite a few nights now when I have gone to bed quite late. This is not good and I think my fatigue is partly a result of that. A schedule of going to bed late doesn’t work for me, even if I sleep a bit later in the morning as a result off that. I just need to go to bed early and rise early, that works! It is tempting to not end the day yet and to stay up late, but after a couple of nights of this, I do notice that I get more tired in the evening and that I am not as perky in the morning, so who am I fooling? I am too stubborn for my own good sometimes. I mean, being stubborn can be a good thing if your life depends on it, but sometimes it can be a real hindrance.
I have made four packs of cigarettes, so that should last us for a while. By making our own, we only spend half of what we would spend if we bought regular cigarettes. Next to chewing tobacco, I don’t see how we could do it any cheaper. Yes, we could quit and Eduard is always threatening to. Just like he says he ought not to eat meat!
People are in an uproar about so called pig apartments. Layers of living quarters where pigs are housed and bred and fed. Of course, to a pig it makes no difference. His life is confined to a little bit of fenced off concrete space and it doesn’t matter to the pig if this is on the first floor or or the fourth. It is no life for a pig regardless. People should think about that. It is kind of hypocritical to get excited about that kind of an issue when the animal already has such poor living circumstances. You can’t even call it a farm anymore, it is just a factory for producing pigs. Dutch “pig producers” move to Poland, because the regulations are less strict there and they can get away with more. And see how the animals are transported across Europe.
Okay, I’ll get off my high horse now. Nothing worse than a converted meat eater, right? Anyway, it’s time to take the dog for a walk and feed the cats. So I wish you all a good day, ciao…
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