I wanted to brag about my new toys for a second. 😎 I dumped all of the Hershey Kisses out of my stocking, which I could tell were concealing other non-kiss-shaped things inside, and slowly started pulling out the other stuff. A pocket sized Simon game, a teeny Stretch Armstrong (which works surprisingly well), lots of unusual candy bars for my wrapper collection, and then a miniature replica of Dumbledore’s magic wand from the Harry Potter movies. 🤓 There were also a few squishy catnip ball toys for Maven.
Then in the regular presents, there were two particularly neat things. The first is a “do it yourself” music box kit. 😯 It looks like it has the hand-cranked music box mechanism, and then several long bits of paper for holes to be punched into, player piano style. One is pre-punched, and looks like it’s a demo reel to give you an idea of what you’re supposed to be doing. It’s gonna be challenging to see if I can come up with something original on my own. 🤔 Pretty sure I’ll end up using the laptop to plot and test my punches before they are punches.
The second thing is a full-sized wand, which is very nicely made/packaged and would make a great gift even if that’s all that it was. But it’s also a universal remote control, and you can program it with different commands based on what motions you make with it. 😄 Point it at the TV and it turns on, flip upwards and the channel goes up, rotate it to the left and the volume goes down, etc… I only glanced through the manual so far, but when I figure out how to get it working properly it’s going to be exceedingly nerdy and cool. 😋
Starting to feel better. I’m able to lift my left arm again, so that’s good. 😏
First Stage: Oush. Mucho pain.
Second Stage: Pain lessens, but can’t raise my arm past my waist.
Third Stage: Able to raise arm again, but at the cost of pain returning.
That’s almost always how it goes, and every damn time you can bet that I’m sitting here worrying that this might be it… that this might be the time that the muscles in my shoulder crap out and just stay that way. 😟 But so far, so good. My head still feels like it weighs twice as much as normal though, whenever I tilt it from side to side. 😬 (Well then…. don’t tilt it from side to side! 😅)
Basically I’ve just been as careful as possible yesterday and today, and I’m not going to be stupid this time and try to jump back into any kind of action before I should. 😐 I’ve got nearly my entire wardrobe worth of laundry waiting to be washed, along with a handful of other things… and yeah, it’s making me twitchy that I can’t start checking it off my list yet, but I’ll just work on bills and paperwork tonight in order to feel like I’m not being worthless, and the rest can come whenever I’m actually back to good.
I haven’t really been able to reengage my social engine yet either. 😒 I was already having issues in that department for a while though, so it’s not surprising – but all the people at the concert definitely didn’t help. It’s strange sometimes… trying to figure out this weird new person that I’m becoming. 😐 I’ve got a pretty good idea of how I got here, but it’s a little too personal/lengthy to get into… just gotta keep trying to get better.
(And you’ve got to check this out: “15 Thoughts Every Introvert Who Loves Music Has At A Concert” – I only found this page just now, and holy shit is it accurate. 😅 Seriously. Read this and you’ll get a slightly better understanding of how my brain works. Just magnify each bullet point by a few factors and you’re there… even number 15 nails it perfectly.)
It was actually last weekend that I did this, but since I’m back up and running here I figure I’ll reach back a few days to something good for my first real post. A concert that was pretty high on my “must see before they die” list, Huey Lewis and The News performed at the relatively new Rose Music Center just outside of Dayton Ohio. It’s a perfect-sized venue, essentially like Riverbend but without the lawn seats. And since it was just me going, I woke up early on the day the tickets went on sale and actually got myself a front row seat.
I met up with Jim and Adam there as well. They also got their tickets early, ending up only a few rows behind me. If I would have known he really was gonna pull the trigger I’d have gotten us all seats, but it all still worked out. I knew I’d be feeling pretty beat up after everything was done, so I went ahead and got a room in some shitty nearby hotel. That was somewhat of an adventure, but it gave the trip some extra personality. And even though she wasn’t interested in the concert, I took Cassi with me for company before and after the show.
One the second day we decided to visit the National Museum of the USAF near Wright Patterson Air Force Base. What an amazing place… and free admission, believe it or not. Neither one of us are in top physical shape, so walking the expansive buildings was a bit of work, but we managed to hit all of the attractions. Very kewl to be able to walk through a plane that served as Air Force one for many years and carried eight different Presidents at one time or another.