Dial M for Mattress

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New mattress! Better sleeps ahead.

Today our new bed arrived. This is good, as the old one had two springs sticking out of the sides that tried to murder us every time we got in and out of the damn thing.

This one is not a continuous coil, as the last one was — this one is individual coil pockets. Much safer, and much better on one’s broken back. (One, in this case, being me.)

I am excited for better sleeps and fewer murderful mornings ahead! I think we all need fewer murderful mornings.

Also, I am pleased that although it is raining today the salamanders smartened up and were no where near the front step when the mattress was delivered. Because nothing would have protected them from two box springs and two mattresses being dragged in and out of the house.

One of our suicidal amphibious visitors!

Glad you’re alright, little buddy. Stay safe, amphibious friend!

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Life with a Writer

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A conversation between Mr. Katje and myself yesterday.

Mr. Katje (holding up pens): My pens.
Me: I have lots of pens.
Mr. Katje: I know, and you are a pen magpie, so if I don’t say these are MY pens they might just disappear on me.
Me (laughing): I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Mr. Katje: CAW CAW CAW
Me: ::bursts into giggles::
Mr. Katje: ADMIT IT
Me: I admit nothing!
Mr. Katje: and yet I hear no denial!

He’s right to be worried. I got my eyes on his Sharpie.

(No, that’s not a euphemism.)

(Maybe.)

Thoughts on the Robocop Remake

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There are no spoilers in this post — nothing you wouldn’t know from watching the trailers. But, I’ll put part of it behind a cut anyway.

Our brother in law took us out to see Robocop last night. We weren’t going to see it otherwise; it was definitely something we didn’t want to pay money for.

It wasn’t as bad as we thought it would be. It wasn’t terrible.

It wasn’t awesome, either.

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Four Silly Salamanders

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I wish I had a picture.

Last night, as Mr. Katje and I were leaving our new place to go sleep at the old place (bed has still not been moved over), we discovered we had visitors — in the form of 4 salamanders on our front step.

Four stupid salamanders. One was in the way, and we didn’t want it to get smushed. We nudged it a little bit and it just sort of went limp. We ended up having to move it ourselves. Then it sat there and looked at us with this angry face on.

Same with the others, who I tried to nudge to get them to move out of the way so it’d be safer for us to leave the house. I really didn’t want to squish them. Nope, nothing doing. They were like cats who didn’t want to leave the sofa.

We left the house with great care, as our front porch light needed a new bulb and it was very dark and the salamanders blended perfectly into the step. Luckily, none were squished, and today we picked up new light bulbs so future salamander visitors can sleep soundly. Or, you know, sit around and do nothing soundly.

Silly or not, the salamanders were very cute. Next time, I will take a picture so I can show you too.

National Eating Disorders Awareness Week

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Content warning: disordered eating

This week is National Eating Disorder Awareness Week (NEDA). Funnily enough I wasn’t aware of this, though I have spoken openly about my eating disorders before on this blog, and I am pro-awareness about them. It showed up in my Google+ feed as I was scrolling last night, and I clicked through to read more about it.

NEDA is pretty good. It acknowledges that eating disorders affect people of all races, ages, genders, and sizes. This is really important. There’s a belief in our society that “eating disorder” is synonymous with “thin, young white woman”. It’s not. Anyone can suffer from an eating disorder, and you can’t look at someone and assume they have one or not based on their appearance.

If you don’t know much about eating disorders, you can read this page and it will give you a good overview. In particular, pay attention to the list of what you should or should not do if trying to help someone with an eating disorder. I’ve had everything on the Don’t list done to me by well meaning people (and some not so well meaning) and I can tell you: it all drove me further into the arms of my disordered eating.

The best thing you can do for someone who suffers from an eating disorder is reaffirm their personal agency and bodily autonomy. Many of us develop eating disorders because of a feeling of loss of control; even if that’s not the cause, having our agency and autonomy denied can definitely worsen the problem.

You probably love someone who suffers from eating disorders. Please read up the info on the NEDA site and learn how to deal with us. Good intentions will not make up for a lack of skill in talking about this sort of thing, nor will they un-trigger someone who’s triggered.

There’s also my post about how to treat a loved one with eating disorders, if you feel like reading a lot of swear words.

If you don’t know what to say, just share something on social media related to NEDA. It will say you’re there and ready to listen — whenever those you love are ready to talk.

Be excellent to each other.

-Katje