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Day 15

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Mental health Mondays do seem to come round very quickly.

Up at around 8.30 this morning, I read a few pages from ‘How to Transform Your Life’ by Venerable Geshe Keksang Gyatso, Rinpoche, before starting a meditation.

During the meditation Lydia started barking at the back door and, while I decided to continue meditating for a while, I realised that she might need to go to the toilet, and not just for a ‘peepie’, so I got us ready to go out for our ‘walkies’. Sure enough, she did her first ‘poopie’ early on in the walk and another one later. She was pulling again, picking up a scent, and I’ll be glad when her new collar arrives later today, so that I can try her with it and see if it makes a difference.

Dropped a few of my pots off at my friend’s house as her daughter – who designs interiors – may buy some. Then I headed for the jet wash as I haven’t cleaned my car for ages.

With a bit of time to spare before yoga, I filled the car with petrol then popped into Tesco’s to buy some Christmas chocolates – three for presents for people and a box of Bendicks  mints for the house. I always like to buy a box of Bendicks mints for Christmas. I don’t have many Christmas traditions but this is one of them.

Day 14

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Just back from a late lunch – a friend of a friend’s birthday.

Back home I’ve given Lydia her tea and she is now crunching on a raw lamb rib – a chunky one.

We had an earliesh walk this morning. It was our woodland walk only we didn’t go into the wood in the end as she was pulling too much – we walked up and down the outside instead, and despite changing directions numerous times as the training has taught me to do, and reinforcing the “heel” command, it made no difference. She had picked up a scent and wanted to follow it.

Even so, we were out for about 45 minutes in the end and when I came home I ordered an anti-pull collar for her. We’ll see how that goes.

I may give the woodland walk a miss tomorrow and try it again once the new collar has arrived.

 

Day 13

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Had a really good catch up with a friend today.

Lydia and I had a bit of a wet walk in the morning, although she was reluctant to let me give her a ‘rub a dub dub’ with a dry towel when we got home.

My friend treated me to a green smoothie- full of nutrients and very flavoursome – and then I had a decaffeinated coffee.

It was busy in the retail park where we met – hard to believe it’s not yet December as Christmas shopping seemed to be in full flow.

I did a bit of shopping after I’d said goodbye to my friend, using a gift card I’d been given to buy a really nice bottle of wine.9

I’m drinking the wine now and it is good. Trying to keep a craving for chocolate at bay – and winning. I did have some cheese puffs earlier so the craving for something sweet will have to wait.

Lydia is chewing on her horn. She showed a lot of restraint when I was eating the cheese puffs earlier, so I’ll take a page out of her book. She’s a good role model, that’s for sure.

Day 12

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Lydia was disappointed at the dog field this morning. No cars passed by that she could chase. Even so, she had nearly an hour off lead and did a lot of sniffing on what was a mild morning that later turned into a bit of a wild day weather-wise.

Hailstones fell as my friend Maxine and I headed to Harewood House to see the Christmas installation that her daughter had designed. It was spectacular, beautiful and inspired.

Quite how it had all been imagined, planned and implemented I don’t know but it really was a work of art in so many ways. A feast for the eyes with vibrance, colour and light.

It isn’t yet December but it is beginning to feel a little bit like Christmas already.

Day 11

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I made one pot and started another at the pottery studio today.

I didn’t have a particular idea in mind when I arrived about what I wanted to do or what I wanted to make so I located a plaster press mould that I’ve used before, cut off a slab of clay, gathered a few tools and some canvas to work on, and made a start.

The pots are going to be candlesticks: a non-matching pair.

I used a construction technique that I haven’t used before, using the press mould to form a base and then alternating layers of rolled coils with rolled up, rounded lumps. 

When the coils sank in places I accepted this as part of the process so the pieces are a bit wobbly and lop-sided, which I like.

Day 10

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We were talking about Christmas jumpers in the kitchen after the Buddhist group meeting tonight.

I don’t have a Christmas jumper as such any more, having sent the one I had to a charity shop a few years ago. I do have a festive jumper though. It is warm and soft with a kind of Nordic pattern on it and I may wear that to the meeting next week.

We meditated on the ‘Om Ah Hum’ mantra with much of the teaching devoted to deepening our understanding of that mantra, which represents the body, speech and mind of Buddha.

Home to lovely Lydia, I give her a few treats and she’s now lying down on the other side of the room, ready I think for her ‘sleepy time’.

I’m not quite ready for my ‘sleepy time’ yet this evening. I may just sit up for a while and reflect a bit more on the mantra.

Day 9

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I’ve been reading more of the book, ‘How to Transform Your Life’ by the Venerable Geshe Kelsang Gyatso, Rinpoche.

Just being able to concentrate on reading again feels like a bit of a transformation, although that is not the type of transformation that the book is about. Or maybe it is, in that meditation and doing my best to put the teachings into practice have helped to start bringing my concentration levels back.

Lydia has done a lot of barking today, after a quiet walk this morning.  She’s now had her tea and is snuggled up to her blanket/quilt.  She’s looking at me and blinking her eyes and making a few gurgly noises with her throat, so I think she’s fairly relaxed.

There’s meatloaf left over from yesterday that Trev made so it’s an easy tea for us, with some boiled potatoes, steamed broccoli and gravy.

A bit more telly tonight, keeping things steady this week as I’ll be doing some intensive deep cleaning next week.  Trev’s away for a few days so I’ll set to with my steam cleaner. We’re getting ready to put the house on the market in the New Year, and it’s just about doing what needs to be done for that, before Christmas.

Day 8

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There was no Qigong today so I’ve just been to yoga this afternoon.

Lydia reacted when she saw two other dogs this morning, despite the distance between us. After that she struggled to settle down for the rest of the walk, and I struggled a bit with yoga.

I know I’m tired at the moment and, though starting to sleep better, have still not had a deep sleep that will, I think, make a difference.

I’m keeping up with caffeine-free afternoons and concentrating on doing constructive things when I can, so I’m hoping that I will eventually fall into that elusive deep sleep.

Lydia has already settled down for the evening. She’s had her tea and is curled up in her armchair. She’s presented her tummy to me for tickling twice since I got back so I think its fair to say that she’s relaxed at home even if she isn’t always when we’re outside.

I’ve finally found something to binge-watch on the telly and I did a bit of reading this morning. So I’m starting to relax a bit too.

 

Day 7

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Lydia likes Peshwari nan.  I know this because she stole a piece off Trev’s plate last night, just as he was sitting down to enjoy it with his curry.

I also like Peshwari nan, but only with a curry that is rich in flavour and spicy, like the one I had last night.  I reheated what I couldn’t eat last night and ate it for breakfast. Delicious.

After a busy few days, I’m resting today, only putting in a bit of washing and loading the dishwasher.  Trev had unloaded the dishwasher, put the pots and pans and cutlery away and swept the kitchen floor, and he’s doing the shopping for tonight’s tea. 

I had a good sleep last night, aided, I’m sure, by the physical work and different activities I’ve been doing as well as cutting out caffeine in the afternoons. The wine helped too, not that I’m planning to or do drink wine every night; I’m sticking to weekends only for the foreseeable.

So, apart from my walk with Lydia this morning and the few – very few – bits and pieces of housework I’ve done, it’s definitely been and still is a rest day for me.  Still struggling to find much that interests me on the telly, I might do a bit of reading now. I bought a beautiful bookmark from one of the craft stalls at yesterday’s Christmas fayre, although the book I’m reading at the moment is on my Kindle.

Day 6

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Had a good experience at the Bootham & Southowram Methodist Church Christmas Fayre, and sold enough pots to be able to pay cash for a curry tonight, delivered of course.

Enjoying a bit of telly and a few glasses of Malbec now.

Lydia is quite relaxed. She’s had a dental stick and was eyeing up my wine but I do know where to draw the line.

Just finished watching Celebrity Traitors on demand. Don’t know what to watch next but I expect I’ll find something eventually.

Good to know that I don’t have to get up early tomorrow morning. A few more glasses of wine later . . .