Couch 250: An August Couch

Oops my freudian slip is showing!

Or should i say undergotchies?

are you sure undergotchies aren't jungian?

Mine are pretty oldian.

Couch Workout Club day 68

Went for a short walk around town before my hair appointment.

On Saturday, we're running an in-person version of the murder mystery workshop we've previously run over Zoom for our teen creative writing students.

This touches a nerve for me, given that there's overlap in the focus on how the victim was found.

I mentioned to my mother this afternoon that my contact at the helpline had offered some support with this by way of a guide to nervous system states and self-regulation.

'Is that in case there's something you don't like?'

Well, yes...but it runs far deeper than that.

Is it worth trying to explain the impact?

The good thing about hanging out in the library together is that we will hardly speak. Heaven.

“SD, please pass the scotch.”
*SD passes scotch*
“Thank you.”
*silence for the next 39 hours*

Maybe because you wore them when you were Horney.

Are you calling me a Karen?!

LOL thanks for the straight line!!!

Couch Workout Club day 69

I did a 10 minute yoga session today.

(They call it a 'flow', but for me...it doesn't.)

Last night I dreamed that I went to lunch in Phoenix with some coworkers. In the dream our food was brought to the table, I watched the waiter set down my chicken in front of me, but then I dissociated or something for some reason and the next thing I knew, all my coworkers were gone, the table was gone, and there were strangers sitting there where my coworkers had been. I didn't know what happened or how I was going to get home. I got up and began wandering around trying to figure out what happened.

It was a surreal dream and I was happy to wake up!

Yikes, Artie.

That's an awful dream.

I went out for dinner with some friends a few years ago to a local Italian restaurant.
Several members of our party are wheelchair users.
The meal was unremarkable, but what happened at the end of the evening was ridiculous.

As soon as we had paid, we pretty much got chucked out.

They started clearing the table and told us to wait for our transport outside.

Nothing negative had happened, as far as I could tell.

Really strange.

My MIL's surgery went okay? I'm not sure why, but she needs a blood transfusion. It might not even be because of the surgery. She wasn't in good health beforehand. She's desperate for PT to hurry up and get home. She misses her dogs so much. I'm glad we haven't given them up yet. H and I have been going everyday to feed them and clean up after them. But the 2 hrs round trip drive is a lot for us. His mom got paperwork about the humane society taking and boarding your dogs for 10 days? We're going to look into that. The chihuahua rescue won't take in unadoptable dogs, and the humane society said if unadoptable dogs are surrendered, they will be put down. We're trying to help her keep them.

Who says the dogs are unadoptable?

Surely they have to assess these things before they make a decision?

Hire a trainer.

If the dogs have bitten anyone or appear aggressive - the owner needs to report such - it is not fair to anyone to send a dog with known biting tendencies into a home where a child or the dog could be hurt or worse. It is not just for the protection of the human but the dog as well. As soon as a dog is reported to be a biter - that can mean the end. I am not against humane euthanasia for pets or humans for that matter but I would do it privately with the best vet I could find rather than leave them to the frightening surroundings of a kill shelter. But I would first try a trainer or even more than one.

I'm not sure hiring a trainer is an option right now. I don't want to put the dogs down period. And I'm not going to be the one who calls. She has to be. But I agree, SD. If it has to happen, it should not be in a shelter. It should be private and with good people (preferably the owner). I hate that some owners won't stay for it and the dog is alone and scared.

Thanks, SD.

I understand the implications now, I just wasn't firing on all cylinders when I made my initial comment.

I just burnt my hand and finger. I was stupid. Some food fell between the grill of a gas stove and I tried to get it out forgetting it was just on. I actually have a sear mark.

Ouch!

So sorry to hear that, Scarlet.

That sounds really painful! I'm sorry. I hope it heals quickly.

Boy i am beat. I woke up at 5 am to try to clear a path to the farthest corner of my apartment but at 9 am i was still 3 feet short of my goal. Pretty good for me, though. I havent been back there in 10 years i dont think. I think the dust is forming limestone.

The apartment helper had to put some chairs in the hallway to make enough room for the new air conditioner guy to work, and i am too weak to wrestle them back in. Plus the guy is coming back sometime today. If somebody steals them, oh well. Otherwise i should be revived enough to bring them back in when he returns.

I was warned late last week that this would be happening, but i was having a gall bladder attack over the weekend and feeling like crap. So a few salads later and i developed a plan - clean up the kitchen and use it as a staging area - and from there i actually made some progress.

Anyway, now i feel like i can address the hoard. It feels more like daily, bite-size pieces.

Couch Workout Club day 70

Did my step goal twice over through walking around a couple of shops.

Sounds like good progress, Una!

*curls up on Couch, whimpers*

Hugs, Lost. You okay?