Apologies if you read the Weekend Friday Favourites that wasn’t this past weekend. I spend the whole weekend continuing the KonMari Method decluttering tidying marathon that by the time I went to write it, it was the wee hours of Monday morning. I ain’t clever enough to come up with a Monday title. Neither am I to shorten sentences.
I haven’t been able to continue with the tidying marathon as much as I’d like to have the past few weeks so I took advantage of an errand less weekend. I sorted out the last of electrical items minus those in the kitchen (at a glance most of them are used. I know this is a deviation from the ‘rules’. The kitchen I’ll work in sub categories), all the stationery items, the linen, towels, blankets and going over previous categories that didn’t seem to click. Friday, Marie Kondo’s 2nd book, Spark Joy arrived (Amazon) and oh my. The cover’s beautiful, with an old fashioned elastic bookmark that has me smiling and answers questions raised from the 1st book, such as grey zone items, it might come in handy items, feeling like quitting. It’s filled with quirky how store illustrations that serves as a tidying encyclopaedia. While I had been folding my clothes correctly, I hadn’t stored them correctly. As soon as I’d finished sorting and storing the blankets I swear the apartment suddenly felt bigger and airy. It’s easy to see why she describes it as a once in a lifetime tidying marathon. A few corners are filled with storage boxes, a box of unsure items (which answers the joy question), items in temporary storage places. It can take all day, but it’s like Pringles, once you start you can’t stop. When it feels right, it clicks.
Anyways I hope you had a great weekend. In-between tidying, I did a couple of Tone It Up workouts, picking up a few new exercises, sandwiched with 30 Spartan Race burpees, a night bike ride as I realised it was 9pm and I hadn’t been out all day and a run Sunday. My hamstring’s feeling better for easing into longer runs. I stopped for monkey bars and muscles ups, progressing to the bar that’s about nose height! I’m still jump starting muscles ups, but they’re becoming smoother. Or at for me at least. Stupidity before leaving I didn’t listen to the voice that said wear gloves. I’ve been saying it’s cold for a while, but it’s really for here set in and it’s non stop windy. I wore a long sleeved running top with thumb holes (no thumbs holes, no good) but they weren’t enough to stop the wind, cold and sweat from chapping my hands. Result cracked sandpaper hands.
I saw this fishing wire coming back. Thinking it’ll just be a small amount, 20 meters later I was still running and gathering wire. I think it was dropped accidentally, but it makes mad, that if I hadn’t have picked it up, what it could have done the the local environment.
I’m putting improved muscles ups down to improved pull ups. I surprised myself Thursday with 3 x 3, 4, 4! That might have had something to do with the physio putting everything back as it should earlier in the week. Never again do I intend to land on my bum/tail bone again. You have to swallow some pride if you see a physio about it. And laugh.
Like in the pet taxi coming back from the vets Thursday. A side effect of AJ’s chemo capsules’s diarrhoea. The 1st capsule, I had came back to sofa accidents. It’s getting better and he was in for a blood test to check his white blood cell level, which he aced! Back in 3 months unless he’s not doing well in a month. The vet when I took Diesel in a few weeks ago for his blood test, said that some cats are cool with the blood taking, others like Diesel need gas. Aj’s a cool cat, so doesn’t need an all day stay which I suspected but wasn’t sure. The vet asked if I wanted to see how the procedures done as Aj’s fine with it. I wanted to, but unfortunetly I couldn’t as I couldn’t take him back straight away afterwards. When booking I asked the receptionist if Aj need to stay all day but she didn’t know. The pet taxi had other trips, plus I’d already paid for the return trip in the afternoon and I wasn’t taking him on the metro, so he had a day at the vets. I warned them he’d had a capsule the day before and might have diarrhoea.
He did. In the pet taxi coming back. It stunk worse than cow’s poo. The poor boy was meowing at me to sort it out and there was nothing I could do until we got back. Well, there were 2 things I could do. Apologise, apologise and laugh. The pet taxi driver had me in stitches with all the windows rolled down, spritzing air freshener at the lights, chasing amber lights, saying for such a small animal he produces that much stink! Thankfully the driver had a great sense of humour. He joked after dropping us off, he’ll drive away spritzing air freshener! It was straight in the shower as he was a stinky mess. Water everywhere, dignity left somewhere in a pet taxi. Being the greatest cat mama that I am, I took photos. He looked so cute!
Come Saturday I’d been forgiven with cat snuggles. Only 1 bad scratch. If it had been Diesel, multiple scratches. He was a good little bruv not kicking him off sleeping spots too much. Honestly I think he was jealous. He has a fascination with water. After bathing AJ, he thoroughly checked out the bathroom. Actually giving him a shower I think he’d freak out. I swear the other day he dared me to turn the shower on. Some days he likes to sit in there bitting his nails. Other days he jumps in and out during his crazy 5 minutes running around and around. This particular day was one of his crazy 5 minutes. I swear he dared me with excited eyes to switch the shower on. His eyes widened, ears flattened, he kept looking at me, looking at the shower. He dared me, I took him up on it! He scampered with his tail high. I swear we were both laughing as I towelled him off. Who ever said cats are boring never lived with a cat. Their cupboard’s on the tidying, decluttering list this week. They’ll help me, but all they’ll be interested in is getting their paws on the cat nip.