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The New Routine

“Potty Training”

nighttime howls—
dragged up out of sleep…
awake now

4:30 panic
all is dark, puppy must poop
stillness…rain…warm arms


Copyright © 2016-03-19 (05:26), by
Lizl Bennefeld. All rights reserved.

Helpful: Surviving the First Night


Thursday’s Breakfast

fruits, yogurt and orange juice

A light breakfast. Al is still coughing in spite of the cough medicine. Fed him melon slices, this morning. I was awake from 2:00 until 4:00, and again at 6:30. Naps ‘r’ us.

The temperature at noon is 38°F with wind gusts in the +30 mph range. Hoping for no rain, this week, with forecasts in the 30s and 40s for daytime highs. Going to lose a lot of the snow before spring arrives. May sit in the gazebo for a while, this week.

Nattering · Personal

At the epicenter

That’s what our house is…this week, I am too tired. And the dog (Samantha) became ill (shampooing the living room carpet is in our near future), and then Al’s cold took a turn for the worse, and he has been either sleeping or out at the range, taking his volunteer shifts because, it seems, that’s easier than finding a replacement. (On the bright side, the range has extended its hours, in that the 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. shift has become 10 a.m.-Noon and Noon-2 p.m., which means that on Mondays, Al will be working two hours instead of three.) None of the housework is getting done, we are eating canned soup, block cheese, watermelon and omelets with strawberry preserves. We have had to tempt Samantha to eat; she’s cut back from three meals a day to two, sometimes one. Last night and this morning, she’s finally more energetic and interacting again.

My interests center on sleeping, as do Samantha’s and Al’s. Which means a clear mind and a relaxed body and the Midnight Rain Shower environmental track running 24/7. Maybe a little louder, tonight, since Al’s coughing woke me up often, last night.

vitals = SpO2 = 90%, P = 70 bpm, temp. = 97.2°F

Coffee Break · Nattering

But it’s still early

Even though I got up 12 and a half hours ago, I feel like I should go to bed and get some sleep. I think that a bowl of tomato soup would encourage that. Or a cup of Oolong tea? Or both?

I wrote my poems for both Poetry 101 Rehab and RonovanWrites poetry challenges. Two short haiku (i.e., in this case, 5-7-5: prose in haiku form). I used to write protest poetry, way back when. Well, I guess I still do, but more environmentally based than life lost through shoot ’em up wars.

Sometimes…sometimes one simply has to walk away until one is more likely to maintain a positive or neutral approach, rather than generating a negative effect.


BP = 109/73; SpO2 = 96%; P = 76 bpm