Last night I thought I would try listening to an Enya tape, but use the tips from the self-hypnosis tape. It was working well until the second one was a Christmas song and the drums started up! Evidently I like the drums better when I'm planning to stay awake.
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Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Almost Afraid
Last night I was almost afraid to go to sleep. The night before I had gone to sleep worrying. I had worried all day. Well, at one o'clock I woke up and it felt like I had been awake the whole time, still worrying. So I got up and drank a cup of cocoa (yes, diet, but still lovely).
Last night I went to sleep and slept through the night.
The last two times I used the roomba irobot, it didn't hang up anywhere. Today it has managed to stubbornly wedge itself into places. When I nudge it out, it just went back and stuck itself again. I think I'll turn the couch over and see if there is a low place under it. There's just one place where it hangs up. It also likes to position itself on the thresholds to outside. When I can remember to close the doors, it eliminates that.
I've been having trouble with slugs, outside and in the greenhouse. I have diatomaceous earth for the greenhouse and any place that might have food growing there. I have some kind of poisonous bait for the rose strip (I found a five inch slug while weeding). But Larry found a suggestion for a beer bait in a homemade plastic trap. It reminded me of when Mama wanted to make a barbecue recipe that called for beer and her cousin wanted a beer for a chili recipe. Neither of them would buy a beer. But they found a six-pack hidden along their walking route. Each of them took one beer and they opened and dumped the rest. I asked why they didn't keep the others in case they liked their recipes. Finding beer isn't a reliable method. No answer.
Last night I went to sleep and slept through the night.
The last two times I used the roomba irobot, it didn't hang up anywhere. Today it has managed to stubbornly wedge itself into places. When I nudge it out, it just went back and stuck itself again. I think I'll turn the couch over and see if there is a low place under it. There's just one place where it hangs up. It also likes to position itself on the thresholds to outside. When I can remember to close the doors, it eliminates that.
I've been having trouble with slugs, outside and in the greenhouse. I have diatomaceous earth for the greenhouse and any place that might have food growing there. I have some kind of poisonous bait for the rose strip (I found a five inch slug while weeding). But Larry found a suggestion for a beer bait in a homemade plastic trap. It reminded me of when Mama wanted to make a barbecue recipe that called for beer and her cousin wanted a beer for a chili recipe. Neither of them would buy a beer. But they found a six-pack hidden along their walking route. Each of them took one beer and they opened and dumped the rest. I asked why they didn't keep the others in case they liked their recipes. Finding beer isn't a reliable method. No answer.
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