Yes that is baking, not barking. I was making my son’s frozen pizza for his school lunch tomorrow. I made a mental note as I brought water into my room to take my pills to not forget about it. I forgot about it, and I forgot my pills. I drank all the water. I burned the pizza. Good thing the stroke did not affect my sense of smell. I got it out just before too far gone to recognize. That means my pizza loving fat ass has a midnight snack. I threw the pizza dough together and am waiting for it to rise. I now need to remember to make a small pizza before I fall asleep. I am going to freeze the leftover dough in portions, in case I do this again. I most certainly will.
Well, I am still stress free. It must be the yoga. I made it through the whole hour. I am now confidant I can do some on my floor mat at home. My favorite pose, the corpse. I had that one perfect, lie on my back, close my eyes and shut everything out as we breathe. I have been doing yoga all along, but did not know it. Really I don’t breathe deep enough, but I will try to sometime.
I hope I wake up without this threat of sore throat that has been on and off for a few days. I am supposed to try yoga tomorrow, I like to stretch. I don’t know if I will be able to do anything except the stretch my arms over my head. I will have to use my good hand to make my left side cooperate.
I feel really let down by everything. Nothing seems to be as engaging as I imagined it should be. It could just be the cold night air reminding me I am going to freeze soon. It could be the mice trying to live under my floor. I did not take the car anywhere today. Although at one point I just wanted to drive somewhere new and think.