Antsy

Looks like it’s going to be an antsy day for me.

 

I’ve done all I can do to prepare the two rooms for carpets tomorrow.

 

I can’t remove the final large pieces of furniture in either room without help, which I won’t be getting until tomorrow.

 

So I have a “day off” for the first time in a long time and I feel at loose ends.

 

I should just rest.

 

But that’s hard to do when my den is crammed with stuff from both of the rooms to be carpeted, and my kitchen area is stacked with paint cans, and the entire place except for the bathroom looks like an unmitigated disaster. (The “destruction” phase always comes before the “construction” phase in every remodel/upgrade project.).

 

I have this pent up, excited energy that wants to do something to move the project forward, and I can’t use it. GRRRR!!!  I’m just so eager to get everything squared away so I can get back to what passes as “the norm” for me (but, of course, in nicer surroundings) under “lock down” COVID-19 conditions.

 

I already know what’s gonna happen when it’s all done. I’m going to turn into a Merry Maid of sorts, because I’ll want to keep it all looking pristine, which I could never do before because of how shoddy the flooring and counter tops look right now. It’s almost like I’ll be moving into a new home!

 

And that reminds me.

 

One of my cats, Patches, has had to move so many times in her life that as soon as I started packing things up and moving things around, she got nervous, clingy and upset.

 

I had to sit down and explain to her that we aren’t moving. I’m convinced cats are psychic and can see what we envision, so I explained that the changes I’m picturing in my mind will happen right here in our home, and that no move would happen at all.

 

Since then, she isn’t nearly as antsy as she was and she’s watching the painting and the baseboard removal and all the other details in a relaxed manner. She “gets it” now.

 

Charli and Hunter didn’t have the same reaction as Patches, but I think they’ve only moved once before in their lives, so they don’t have a history of repeated trauma. Patches does. She needs extra special care.

 

At least four people from all over the country want to fly here and see me (two of them to meet me for the first time) this summer:

 

Nina and her boyfriend in Austin want to fly here.

 

Linda Owen (also in Texas) has me on her bucket list (we’ve been off and on pen pals since the original Star Trek days, so meeting each other is long past due!).

 

And Asher Solomon wants to fly in from Georgia.

 

Before COVID-19 came to town and the rest of the world, Helen Schofield and several of her family members and best friend planned to fly here in September. Helen and Debbie were going to stay here with me for a few days before sailing to Alaska from Seattle.

 

While they were here, we were going to visit Northwest Trek and some Native American spots and travel a wee bit here in the Tacoma area, but it looks like that trip will have to wait until 2021 now…

 

So, I’ve been antsy about the visits, too, hoping to get the remodel and my chest masculinization surgery out of the way before they start happening…

 

It’s supposed to be an unusually busy, remarkable year for me, with all these goings on. COVID-19 threw a monkey wrench into the timing, so who knows when the surgery and visits will happen now!

 

COVID-19 has changed multiple millions of plans and destroyed families, so the small inconveniences I’ve experienced don’t hold a candle to what other people are going through. I’m immensely grateful that it hasn’t (knock on wood) infected any of my family or closest/nearby friends.

 

I wasn’t antsy about any of the plans until COVID. Now I realize how very precious and desired these plans are, and I want them to happen this year (ideally)–and that makes me antsy!

 

But everything in its own good time. With the day off, I will count my blessings, take cat naps, and read more of the book I’m on.

 

Oh!  That reminds me! I just finished reading Wesley the Owl. If you haven’t read it yet and you’re an animal lover, don’t miss it!  It is a wonderful read and lots of laughs!  But you’ll cry at the end, guaranteed, so have a hanky handy!