>This weekend was pretty quiet.
On Friday we went to the Friends and Family opening of BurgerMonger in Tampa. I liked it, but more than that I enjoyed hanging out with my friends. I feel like I have been staying home a lot more lately. While I think that is a good thing, I do miss adult conversation with folks from the outside world.
On Saturday, James slept until 11am. I played Ratchet & Clank: Going Commando. James later insisted I stop and play the games in order, so I started playing Ratchet & Clank. I had to put it down at one point because I got to a point that I couldn’t pass because I kept drowning and I felt compelled to throw the controller. James wants a new TV, but I’m pretty confident that he’d be pretty angry if I destroyed this one in a violent rage.
I spent the rest of Saturday reading Shifting Plains and Little Stalker. I can’t believe it was a two book weekend, but I suppose it is fitting since I was forced to get rid of so many. As it is with every book purge, I sobbed uncontrollably. I forced myself to think of Jainism. This helped me to think about the weight of my soul. In Jainism, one belief is that the things that we are attached to weigh down our soul. I am not my things and I can replace them whenever I want. I’ll admit that I did shed a tear when I let go of The Devil Wears Tartan. I know it’s a stupid romance novel, but I’ve read it at least three times. I also couldn’t find my copy of Guardian’s Key, which is one of my favorite books. This didn’t help with the crying.
Bella knew I was upset and alternated between rubbing me sympathetically and looking angry, as pictured below.
I always am reminded of Oscar the Grouch when she makes this face.
Sunday, I played more Ratchet & Clank, but I stopped before I forgot to eat breakfast again. I then went to WalMart and bought tomato plants for our balcony. I spent about an hour in the Garden Center. It was hot, but I was fine when I was outside. When I came inside to get some groceries it was as if my body could not regulate it’s temperature. I couldn’t cool down and I admit, I was freaking out a little. I had a battery put into my watch and the store employee expressed concern about this unending hot flash. I assumed that it would end soon, but it didn’t. I found myself in the middle of Walmart completely freaking out. I wanted to cry for a second or call James to come get me, but then I just got angry at the whole situation and decided that i am absolutely not putting up with this. I am not going to completely fall apart for no apparent reason in the midst of a grocery store and that I have made it just fine for the past nearly 30 years without calling people for help. I am not going to become a fainting WalMart lady. I am going to get my entire damned list of groceries, check out, and drive myself home. I am not becoming a showcase on People of Walmart.
I went home, made a banana cream pie and a pot pie, and watched America: The Story of Us.