I've already walked the dogs. Why not? They got us up a bunch of times last night. They are totally disoriented from not being in their normal places in the kitchen, and last night we tried them in their crates in the living room, then up in the TV room. They hear sounds and bark, they can't tell what time it is and bark, they are scared and bark. Consequently, we are pretty exhausted. Distruption has been the order of every day for over two months. It's hard to imagine the kitchen being back to rights.
All this highlights how lucky we are, how calm are lives are, and how little this all matters, if we take care of our mental states. I have a bunch of tricks up my sleeves to handle stress, including talking to friends, meditation, talking to Buddhist teachers, talking to my therapist, reading, getting out of the house, walking, seeing a movie. I plan to do the latter today. Either "Promised Land" or "The Impossible". And I've been working my way through Alafair Burke's mysteries, having fun with the fact that she gets better each book. I have two more, then I'm going to read Jared Diamond's new book. Then Junot Diaz's book, then "The Marriage Plot". I can outlast the kitchen mess, just see if I don't!
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