What a day.   I have been training my self to get up at 5 am.  My body and bowels now wake me at anytime between 4:15 am to 4:30 am.  Ok I can live with the waking up, but not with how the bowels like to do it.  Warning for poop talk ahead.   See since my primary care doctor figured out why I was having diarrhea and worked with my other doctors to change my medications, my poop went from diarrhea to being rocks that could be used as paving blocks.  When they move through the lower system they let themselves be known.  

 Ron had been letting himself sleep in later and later until he got to after 9 am before he would wake up.  I told him we couldn’t have that.  So I asked him to pick a reasonable time to get up, he picked 6:30 am.  But after a few weeks of that and coming to bed earlier, he now wakes up when I get up to start my day.  He also now gets up with me.  Sometimes he goes back to bed after he has his three cups of coffee and sometimes not.   Today he stayed up and went out shopping for a bit of stuff at a bit past 9 am.  But … big but.  

Our getting things taken care of around here has been a bit haphazard.  Sundays are a news day for me.  This morning Ron wanted me to make a scrambled eggs and ham breakfast as he likes the way I do eggs the best.  I normally add to the meal either fried the potatoes we did not eat from the night before or shredded hash browns along with a few sausages, separate from the eggs but as sides.  But today we did not have anything but 6 bread slices, eggs, and the thick ham slices from what we sliced yesterday.   So why does Ron want me to cook the eggs.  Two reasons, eggs can turn very quickly when cooking no matter how you are cooking them other than boiling them.  Fried eggs, scrambled eggs, it doesn’t matter.   Ron is incapable of paying the eggs that much attention so they come out bad for him.  So how do I make my scrambled eggs different.  

First I have a system for breaking the eggshell that makes sure no shell bits get into the eggs.  You have to do it when the eggs are very cold.  Then take the sharp side of a knife and carefully hit the lower side of the egg at about midline.  That causes the egg to makes its own clean break.  Next in the bowl add water.  Here is the normal thing.  Milk adds something I forget since I don’t use it, water adds fluffy.  So most cooking shows say add a teaspoon or such … screw that.  I add about a huge dash.  I never measure it, like I never measure anything I add to stuff I cook (except bread.  That needs to be exact to make sure the bread forms correctly), I put the bowl under the faucet and give it a “shot”  or today I put the water into a cup measuring cup and between the two bowls I added about a 1/4 cup of water.  

Why don’t I worry about the amount of water?   Because after stirring it up in the bowls, I put the sauce pot on the stove with a large tab of real butter.  Ron used to ask why a sauce pot as he uses a flat pan.  Because the smaller pot can let me get the temperature up to a point there the water comes out on top and boils off and lets you fold and refold the eggs until the moisture boils away, then you can fold / chop the scrambled eggs up into ever smaller bits of good dry but not desiccated plate of scrambled eggs.   They still have enough moisture to let you mix ketchup or hot sauce into them. 

Thinking I was done, I started making posts.  But Ron had to go out and get stuff.  Crap.  But that was where all the other stuff of the last few days came to bite me in the butt.  On Sunday I don’t do much but watch news, and I guess on Saturday we had not done dishes, so we had two and a half days of dishes this morning … to be washed.  Ron wanted me to do that before he got home.  Damn it … OK Ron I will.  It took me until well after noon to wash / dry the dishes.   Again I thought I had blogging time.  But no.

I had barely sat down when Ron came home with the groceries.  Actually there were few groceries but He had spent most of that three or four hours he had been gone in Home Depot getting parts for the plumbing project he needed.  Ok now I could return to blogging right … Nope.  Ron decided that it was time to have the roast he put in the crock pot this morning at about 6 AM.  OK, help Ron make supper.  Yes we eat early.  About between 2 and 3 PM.  Why because after 4 pm I can’t eat, or have no interest to eat.  Help him with the corn, and potatoes which we decided to bake.  45 minutes later was lunch.  The meal was great. 

Then came clean up and putting away the food.  It is now well after 3 pm, nearly 4 pm.  So Ron decided he needed a nap.  Would I like to nap with him?  Yes of course.  We never even got to the cuddle part as he went out right a way after putting on his C-Pap mask.  I laid there trying to rest.  At 5 pm my phone alarm for me to take my evening pills and set up my morning ones went off.  Ron decided he had to get up as he was too sore to cuddle, I got up and made my pills.  Now at 5:30 pm I am in my office finishing this post up.  This is why it is hard for me to post and much harder to make a video.  I did a load of laundry and still have one in the dryer that Ron forgot.  I don’t have the energy to fold them or putting them away today.   I am done.  Just now one of our cats demanded wet food.   I have not even managed a shower today, how can I find time to set up everything in my system, record, and then edit a video.  Sadly most days I would go with Ron when he goes out shopping, today he fooled me which is why I kept texting him asking if he was OK.  He had a small list of 10 items, and yet was gone over three hours.  If he had told me he was going to go prowl Home Depot I would have insisted on going along.  Not that he doesn’t know what he wants but he gets confused over if he got enough part a or enough part b, and maybe instead he needs part d or f and so he ends up getting far more parts than he needs. Then he says it is OK because they come in handy … some time.  When I am with him he can bounce it off me and I can say well you got 5 of this and 6 of that, what is the goal. 

Anyway I am going to proofread this.  I want to stress that I do not regret spending my time doing housework or helping Ron.  I do regret not getting to much of what I want to do with the blog.  But I am reassured that even if I do not post some day or days, Ali and Randy will.  Sadly that day may be coming sooner than I would like.   I always figured that it would be my health that made it hard for me to keep up with the blog, now it is both my health and Ron’s.  I have to tell you all, some days I only want to turn my 55-inch 4K TV to viewing position and just watch movies.  But I can’t retreat like that.  I hope you won’t either.   Hugs.