Cleaning, Eating, Sleeping and Bears...

I haven't figured out yet why I'm even posting, so this may not even get a title or at least not get one until I have an epiphany. I guess I'm doing this because I'm bored and am afraid the great blog demon in the sky will strike me with an unusual and horrible illness if I don't post. I think I've only missed a couple of days since beginning with this and they were days that I was so down I didn't want to burden anybody else with my negative ramblings. So today I'm going to bore you with just ramblings.

Got my tail in gear and got the kitchen cleaned. Been trying to talk myself into it for quite some time. I mean when I'm the only one here, who cares if the dishes pile up and the table piles up with mail and other stuff I dump on it when entering the house. But, alas, I finally got tired of looking at it and I must say it has brightened my spirits some to have a tidy kitchen. Now I'll just be dirtying it up again when I cook supper. SIGH!

I have started sleeping on the couch at night. For some reason I just got tired of going up to that lonely bedroom by myself. I don't really understand that because my hubby never was able to climb the stairs and sleep up there after we built the place. It just all of a sudden got lonely up there. And the couch is closer to the bathroom if I have to get up in the middle of the night, which I haven't since I started sleeping down here. In the bed I'd wake up a lot throughout the night and on the couch I sleep like a log all night. Go figure.

Eating this past week has had some good days and some not so good days but no bad days. I had a taco salad last night. I used a cup of the chili I had frozen as my sauce to pour over it. I don't know what it is about that salad but after I eat one I feel so bloated I'm uncomfortable. Not full just bloated. Then an hour later I'm starving. I think I try to remind myself every time not to have one again but I don't listen to myself. I'm just soooooo stubborn that way.

A neighbor called me this morning and said she thinks some hunters killed my bear. They said they got a yearling about 100 pounds. So it may be the same one that visited me. How sad. I wish they'd hunt on other mountains besides this one. I love watching all the wild life. But I do understand that they need to be thinned out. Just wish they'd thin them out somewhere else. This is an unusual time for them to be having bear season. It's usually not until the second week of December but since the bear needed thinning they put in a week in September for it.

Can't think of anything else to ramble on about so, bye y'all.