Sunday, October 18, 2009
Bitchy, Cold, AND Bat Shit Crazy
Why the hell does it have to go from ninety degrees here to forty degrees in a matter of hours? Please. Why?
I turned the heat on last night and it did nothing. Nothing. Mr. Moon called from the hunting camp to say good night and I told him about the heat. He offered the opinion that the pilot light in the unit is not lit and I'm sure he's right. This damn hulking unit which has broken down over and over again is sitting there doing nothing but collecting the leaves of the pecan trees which are falling at a frightening rate. They are the first to drop in the fall and the last to open in the spring and my back yard is covered in about three feet of the leaves. I actually pitchforked them off the back deck yesterday. With a pitchfork.
I didn't sleep well last night because my hand kept going numb and waking me up because I weeded for several hours yesterday and that always fucks my hand up. The only damn good thing about winter as far as I can tell is that when I have a hot flash I can grab one of the dozen or so pillows from underneath the window and hold it to me which feels better than anything on earth but there's nothing I can do for the numb-hand except change position and hope for it to come unnumbed.
And I'm cold. Two days ago when I walked I sweated so much that my hair was soaked. Today I'm shivering. And of course my damn jeans don't fit. Fuck.
Why do things always happen when Mr. Moon is out of town? Not that he knows how to light the pilot light but he could probably figure it out. I would die of freezing before I could figure something like that out. I would just stand there in front of the hulking monster with a box of matches and weep until I died.
Luckily, it's not THAT cold and besides that, I do have these gas log heaters in every one of the five fireplaces in the house. I could get down on my belly in front of one of them and turn the little dial and hold in the little button and wait, wait, wait for the gas to get there and then release the button and pray for the whole thing to work and then do it all again because it didn't.
Yeah. I'm a real pioneer woman, aren't I?
On top of all of this, I feel like I may have a UTI which, as all ladies know, always happens on a Sunday when the doctor is not IN and so I'm drinking water like crazy and taking that cranberry stuff. Maybe it'll disappear.
Dreams can come true, they can happen to you. Or so I've heard.
I think what I'm going to do is to fill up my giant bath tub with hot water and turn on a space heater in the bathroom and soak for awhile. Simmer like my soup last night until I turn rosy and get warm. All summer long the bath tub has been used to throw my not-quite-dirty-enough-to-wash cargo shorts over the side and occasionally to bathe the dogs in. It's time to put it to better use.
And in the bathroom with my ears underwater I won't be able to hear the rattling, skittering skeleton-like noise of the pecan leaves when the wind comes and whips them around. The sound of winter in Lloyd.
And that's the Sunday report from the Church of the Batshit Crazy where it's cold and the heater doesn't work and the chickens, luckily, have their own down jackets and the sun is shining through the naked branches of the pecan trees and I am feeling bitchy and not quite peachy keen.
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It's cold here too, but I guess being from Wisconsin, we just resign ourselves to it. It happened really fast this year for us too! It was in the 70's one week, and the next week, we had frost. It really does wear on you. You can't leave the house without 15 minutes of bundling, and someone (and by someone, I mean Mr. Farty)will inevitably take something off 20 times before you actually do get out the door. And don't get me started on the joys of the frozen-shut garage door! It all makes a person short tempered and bitchy. I feel your pain!
ReplyDeleteThe one and only thing I miss about that ancient apartment I lived in for 7 years is the huge old tub. I cold lay down full length in that monster.
I hope your maybe-UTI disappears, but if not, I hope you can get to the doc ASAP. I felt like a moron when I thought I screwed up my back and couldn't walk for 2 weeks, only to be told it was a kidney infection. Duh.
I've had days like that - my furnace has gone out 3 times, and each time hubby was out of town for days. I'm on my third service company, and now have their magnet with number stuck to the unit. The first guy was mean and cranky, the second, incompetent and the third just right!
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain/frustration with the hand numbness. I am paying today for the new exercises started in therapy for my shoulder rehab, I'm sore beyond description and bruised too. Time to start my own home program, at least I don't hurt myself!
I had to laugh at your description of the tub, sounds like mine. Seldom used, fills a laundry basket to clean out, but once its full of hot water and the candles lit, I can truly relax a bit. Until the hot flash, when I sit on the ledge until the chills overtake me, then back in the water. So it goes.
You have a messy pecan tree! My favorite tree ever, because of the nuts. My entire childhood we had pecan and walnut trees. Of course, we lived like hillbillies and never raked, but we loved collecting the nuts. Now that I live north, they are just a dream i have. My sister just sent me a photo of a basket of pecans, and told me of her giant persimmon trees. Sigh. I'm curious, do you call them pea cans, peecuns or pecahns? They'll always be pee cans to me!
I've had days like this, where I feel decrepit, alone and wintry on the inside. Thank goodness those days don't last too long. Hope your heats back on, your hands better and things get peachy keen quick. Maybe a visit with Owen will fix everything!
I hear ya. Not on the menopause yet, but I can empathize with that. My jeans don't fit either and it's cold here too. What's a girl to do? *sigh*
ReplyDeleteRachel- We southern people have thin blood and aren't good with cold. Well, some of us, anyway. I'm heated up now to doneness, I tell you. That tub is worth its weight in gold in the winter. And hot running water, too. I could not live up north. I do not have the stamina.
ReplyDeleteYou have my admiration.
Mel- It's nice to know I'm not the only one with these small but sharp problems. I have LOTS of pecans but the damn squirrels get most of them. They take one bite and then throw them to the ground before they are ripe. And then when they are ripe, the squirrels go crazy. I say "pecahn." Don't know why.
And we don't rake our leaves either. I was just trying to get them off the deck to prevent further rot.
Nicol- I don't know. Lose weight? Shit.
UGH.
ReplyDeleteIn the meantime, stay warm and give those chickens some love for me. :)
Sometimes a hot bath with candles is the only thing that warms me up. Seldom get the chance tho. It's cold here too. Enjoy the bath
ReplyDeleteWe only turned on our heater last night, but probably could have done without it. It seems the weather can't decide what it wants lately.
ReplyDeleteThat's the fun of living in Florida.
Nicol- Will do. Chicken love always appreciated.
ReplyDeleteMichelle- No candles needed in the daytime and it was a very nice bath.
Jon- No kidding.
Get out those photos of Cozumel, sit on the floor with them propped all around you and a blanket on your shoulders and meditate.
ReplyDeleteI always love the Sunday sermons from the Church of the Batshit Crazy, and the more ornery, the better. Love you, Ms. Moon.
That's such a quick change. We've had the heating on for a while, and I would die of cold as well before I can do anything with it.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry you're are having such a bad time today. UTI's are a curse. I had to put my electric blanket on my bed last night and it (and my cat) kept me pretty toasty. The pecans are falling around here too, but I have so many in my freezer from last year that I'm letting the squirrels have them. I say "pecahn" too and I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one who doesn't rake their leaves! I hope your day gets better. I went for a walk this morning and it helped my mood tremendously.
ReplyDeleteA soak in the bath with a heater nearby sounds heavenly. UTI - not at all. Hope you feel better quick.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth- Ornery is exactly how I feel. Damn.
ReplyDeleteMwa- It's always quick around here. It's so shocking to the system.
Lois- I should have taken a walk too.
Ginger- Better. Thanks.
So raw here today too, slush falling from the sky. Long list of things to do and no energy. Glad you enjoyed your bath. Your posts warm me no matter what you're talking about.
ReplyDeleteI fucking hate UTI's and being cold and I'll cut someone for you because I don't like it when you're having a bad day.
ReplyDeleteObviously I have to remind you - yet again - of what real COLD looks like on October 18th -
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For the other thing - I hope cranberry juice does the trick.
I just got back from Maine today...so I've been freezing for days =)
ReplyDeleteDear Mommy,
ReplyDeleteThank you for the very delicious soup today. I took some home with me, and also some of your yummy cookies.
Hope you had fun at the opera house today.
Goddamn, I hate to be cold!
ReplyDeleteUTIs suck ass. Totally.
Hope you are feeling better today.
Love you my dear Ms. Moon,
SB
And you're entitled to a bitchy day.
ReplyDeleteI take wine for cold...