Back to the Beginning: Shopped Out! (posted Feb. 15, 2009)


I joyfully stocked my fridge, freezer, and cupboards with familiar foods, higher in protein, lower in fat and sugar, even fresh produce (yes, I get VERY excited about being able to have produce, it rocks!!)

I managed an unexpected trip to Costco today as I returned from picking up some free hair and lotion products from a kind Craigslister. I’ll use what I can and glad to donate the rest to the food bank. (She was pleased I would be donating them too.)

I find I have much lesser realm of making a difference, but I have to, it’s oxygen, energy, nourishment for my soul.

Seeing the needs of folks at the food bank first hand, I know and see their plight. Many homeless, some addicts, some disabled. I’m not to judge, I’m just grateful and thrilled to give when and where I can. It helps me feel more useful as an outsider in this world I live in.

Still want to contribute, still striving to make a difference. That’s my passion, to live an honest life that matters.

At any rate, all that shopping is NOT something I want to do again any time soon! I was able to stock up on paper products Costco had coupons for, as well as the precious kitty litter my furry feline friends need. I think because my Dad was of the Great Depression era, nothing unnerves me more than bare shelves. Comfort for me means having enough of the basics to get by.

Even though I was within a block of Circuit City, I completely spaced and forgot about going there, which is fine, I probably would not have been able to ask what I needed to anyway. Maybe tomorrow. I need to get this resolved, I’ve not received any work.

Despite my strange sleep pattern and sleeplessness, I’m making myself get up with the alarm, and awake or not, I’m on the treadmill to get some exercise!

Blessings everyone, I’m off rest, maybe, hopefully, get warm! The heat is on and I still have my coat on. It is a question I may pursue one day why we with TBI get so terribly, terribly icy-cold-blood-in-my-veins-can’t-get-warm-kind of cold!

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About Resilient Heart

TBI x3, that's me! If you had a Traumatic Brain Injury (or Injuries!) and knew you might not remember dates, events, people, etc., would you live each day differently? Would you give more, forgive more, heal more? I am. The statistics for me developing Dementia or Alzheimer's is a high possibility - one, because of the TBIs, and two - because I'm genetically predisposed. Come with me as this present moment is all we know we have... Wishing you all the best - today & always. Blessings, Love & Peace, RH
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