the weekend of chores

my pinched nerve is just getting worse. doctor for me this week.
we have a bed frame now. our bed completely dominates our bedroom. a huge white metal four poster king sized bedframe filled by an impossibly huge bed.. we tried without the feather bed last night and that shit is so being put back in place. mattresses s uck once you're used to a feather bed.
our bedroom has been a bit of a hole for awhile now. but now it's light and a little cramped but airy anyhow and bright and there's art on the walls and we actually like being in there other than sleep. (rarr)
and the kitchen and bathroom and lawn and laundry .. done done done.
and last night we went back to chabot and looked at saturn through a 20" telescope adn the orion nebula through a 36" telescope. very very cool.
before the stars, i made seabass with an orange miso sauce with cherry tomatoes, onions and bok choi. it turned out quite y ummy. i like inventing dishes.
tonight i'll invent some sort of shrimp pasta dish.
i think i'm getting arthritis. not to sound all doom and gloom, but i have aches in finger and wrist joints that feel remarkably like growing pains, and that's how arthritis has been described to me.
one of my best friend's is sad, and i hate the "time" advice. the wait it out .. the this sucks but it will get better. it's all moot, when you're in the thick of it.
she says i feel weak. and i say you are weak. right now. but you're also strong. you're also feeling everything you feel and not suppressing. and you're voicing your hurt and your need. and that's strong. you're allowing yourself to be weak .. while also accomplishing things and working and planning volunteer ships and such. strength and weakness. we can't be strong all the time. people who fake constant strength are just big fakers.
i have to finish my chores and then do some webby stuff. we were supposed to have a kitty play date today but it didn't happen, but that's ok because we had too much to do around the house.
i'm hungry.
godzilla is sleeping cutely and occasionally stretching his paws in his sleep... retracting and protracting his claws slowly. i wonder if he's kneading the giant-mommy-cat-teat-in-the-sky.
haha i said teat.

food.
xo

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