The Day in Spikedluv (Thursday, Jan 8)
Jan. 9th, 2026 07:19 amI did not go downtown today, so this was really a no-shopping day!
I visited mom, did a load of laundry, hand-washed dishes, ran a load in the dishwasher, went for a couple walks with Pip and the dogs, cut up chicken for the dogs' meals, and scooped kitty litter. I put a roast in the crock pot for supper. (Not my usual chuck roast; I decided to try something different.)
I went with the Ginger Peach tea again this morning. ( for reasons that you might not want to read )
I wrote more! ~1,200 words and I’ve managed to finish the first draft of the fic at ~5,600 words! Now to type it in. o_O I read more in Amelia Peabody and watched the first Jack Reacher movie. (I’ve seen it, or most of it in parts, before, but having read the first three books, I wanted to re-watch it to see what I thought about it in comparison. I can see Tom Cruise as a pilot, I can even see him as a spy, but I cannot see him as Jack Reacher. And not just because of his height. Jack Reacher is hugely muscled. He was shot in the chest and didn’t die because his pectoral muscle was so thick it acted like kevlar. I cannot see Tom Cruise as this character.)
Temps started out at 36.0(F) and reached 43.5. It was not supposed to get this warm, but it has so I won’t complain. We even had some sun!
Mom Update:
Mom was doing okay when I saw her. I was able to help her get last year’s bills out of the filing cabinet so she could start filing this year’s bills and I did up the few dishes in the sink. We talked more about the hospice visit and she told me that hospice would be completely covered and that the rep (I should probably start calling her the nurse?) will start visiting mom once a week just to check-up on her and take vitals, etc.
Mom often talks about a woman she knows who lived 3-years past when her family called hospice, so she’s not giving up. I know she wants to see Ireland graduate, and if she could just hang on that long I think she’d be happy.
I visited mom, did a load of laundry, hand-washed dishes, ran a load in the dishwasher, went for a couple walks with Pip and the dogs, cut up chicken for the dogs' meals, and scooped kitty litter. I put a roast in the crock pot for supper. (Not my usual chuck roast; I decided to try something different.)
I went with the Ginger Peach tea again this morning. ( for reasons that you might not want to read )
I wrote more! ~1,200 words and I’ve managed to finish the first draft of the fic at ~5,600 words! Now to type it in. o_O I read more in Amelia Peabody and watched the first Jack Reacher movie. (I’ve seen it, or most of it in parts, before, but having read the first three books, I wanted to re-watch it to see what I thought about it in comparison. I can see Tom Cruise as a pilot, I can even see him as a spy, but I cannot see him as Jack Reacher. And not just because of his height. Jack Reacher is hugely muscled. He was shot in the chest and didn’t die because his pectoral muscle was so thick it acted like kevlar. I cannot see Tom Cruise as this character.)
Temps started out at 36.0(F) and reached 43.5. It was not supposed to get this warm, but it has so I won’t complain. We even had some sun!
Mom Update:
Mom was doing okay when I saw her. I was able to help her get last year’s bills out of the filing cabinet so she could start filing this year’s bills and I did up the few dishes in the sink. We talked more about the hospice visit and she told me that hospice would be completely covered and that the rep (I should probably start calling her the nurse?) will start visiting mom once a week just to check-up on her and take vitals, etc.
Mom often talks about a woman she knows who lived 3-years past when her family called hospice, so she’s not giving up. I know she wants to see Ireland graduate, and if she could just hang on that long I think she’d be happy.

