Well, dear readers, just prior to posting yesterday’s notes, I decided I needed something to eat, I ordered Jack in the Box, and immediately regretted doing so, long before the order arrived. I ordered tacos and some of their spicy chicken strips – described as “a little kick” spice-wise. I ONLY ordered those because you have to order ten bucks for free delivery. I ate everything while still regretting having ordered the food. The “little kick” was more like a “big stomp” – very spicy. I was up until around two-thirty watching a wonderful new ballet called The Cellist, about the life of Jacqueline Du Pre. I put a link to it in yesterday’s posts, if you’re interested. And I began feeling a nauseous sensation from all the food and spice. I took a few Pepcids before getting in bed. I couldn’t fall asleep and didn’t, finally maybe getting an hour or two. I got up at six, so nauseous, took another Pepcid, tried to go back to sleep, maybe got thirty minutes, got up again, still nauseous, took another Pepcid, answered e-mails, did stuff that needed doing but I just felt like merde, so at noon I got back into bed, fell right asleep and slept until four, thereby just about missing the entire day – I do think I managed to get seven hours of sleep, though, sporadic though it may have been. But it was a wakeup call, quite literally, that I must stop this crazy pandemic eating spree. I’ve tried and failed a few times, but this was the straw that broke the Kimmel’s back. And no more spicy anything for me, I’m afraid. And no more late-night eating, period, although when I take my occasional evening drives all I see are people dining outside at restaurants, two-block long lines at In-N-Out, lines at Taco Bell at McDonald’s – it seems like all people are doing is eating constantly, so I’m not the only one. I must lose many pounds and we all know how hard that’s going to be at my age, but I’ve had it and will finally do something about it. I has spoken.
Yesterday, well, you’ve already pretty much had the rundown, haven’t you? I pretty much did yesterday in the first paragraph, didn’t I? I did ascertain there was no important envelope to pick up and I can only pray that it arrives today, which is the actual day it’s due for arrival. I did answer a lot of e-mails, I did do some Kritzerland show work, but let’s face it, when you sleep until four there’s not much time for anything, really.
I did go to Jerry’s Deli and got my food for the day. I needed something mild, that would go down easily, tummy-wise, so I got a turkey sandwich and no fries or onion rings. I came home and ate it – it was simple and good, and that was my food for the day, and I ate nothing else. So, Day One of the new food regime was a good one. I did some work on the computer, and somehow it was already six-thirty, so I sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I tried to watch a motion picture on Blu and Ray entitled Last Year at Marienbad. I believe I’ve actually made it through the film once, three decades ago, but I could never get through the DVD, I couldn’t get through the Criterion Blu-ray because the quality was terrible, and I got the new 4K transfer from Kino a year or so ago and checked out is quality, which was excellent. So, last night I decided to watch it again. The opening tracking shots are mesmerizing and beautiful to watch and put me right to sleep for the next fifty minutes. So, I’ll have to try again.
After that, I listened to music – Barbirolli and Daniel Barenboim doing the two Brahms piano concertos, which I love. I have several wonderful performances of them, but I enjoyed these very much. I’m also trying to cut back the Diet Coke consumption, also difficult when one is home this much. I’ve been doing three cans a day for almost the entirety of the pandemic, which is one more than I’d usually do, so I’ll give it the old college try. I do drink one bottle of water every day, so that’s good. It’s hard for me as I don’t really care for water that much, although I certainly acknowledge its necessity.
Today, I’ll be up at eight-thirty and then she of the Evil Eye will arrive and I’ll go have a light breakfast outside somewhere, which shouldn’t be a problem on a Friday. That will enable me to kill time. Then I’ll hopefully pick up an important envelope, then I’ll come home and do whatever needs doing. One of my e-mail nudges paid off yesterday, so I’m hoping that more will pay off soon. I’ll do Kritzerland show stuff, then at some point, I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow, I can sleep in, and then I’m just not sure what’s going to be what on the weekend. Then the coming week things get really busy on the Kritzerland show, trying to get everything organized – this show is quite complicated in that regard. And of course we’re heading into a new month – August has really flown by, like a gazelle trying to master the art of the trampoline.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up at eight-thirty, have a light breakfast, hopefully pick up an important envelope, come home, do whatever needs doing, do Kritzerland show stuff, eat a little something (wholly dependent on how light the breakfast is, but nothing more than a small snack that will keep me at 1000 calories), and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray player? I’ll start – CD, the last of the big Barbirolli box. Blu-ray, Last Year at Marienbad. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have finally had the straw that broke the Kimmel’s back, food-wise.