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How Do I Relax?

Posted on by jennrae

I can relax in a few different ways. Sometimes it is as simple as taking a nap, or reading a book. Also, taking a hot bath with scented candles and just closing my eyes and letting my mind forget about everything is good.

Meditation can be good for stress relief. It can be hard to shut down my thoughts and it can take a bit to get to a place where I can just be.

When I get there though, it is peaceful and I can just imagine myself laying on a beach listening to the surf come in and out, rhythmically matching my breathing. I can smell the salt in the air and feel the cool breeze from the gentle wind. I can almost hear the seagulls crying.

I have a vivid imagination, but for me that is the most peaceful place I can just exist. Another option is in a wooded clearing with a creek or a brook going by and hearing the water rushing about and the songbirds chirping in the trees. I can just listen to the sounds of nature, very soothing.

Being outside and at the park is good as well. I like anywhere where I won’t be bothered by lots of people. I am not the most sociable. I need a lot of alone time to just chill.

Another way to relax for me is to watch a movie and eat ice cream. Something that is fun but doesn’t require too much thinking if I am stressed. It depends on my mood what I will watch. Sometimes I will binge a tv show if I have a lot of time and don’t feel well.

Or binge it over time, an episode a day. Also, timed writes or just journaling my thoughts or doodling little sketches can be relaxing for me. Sometimes I just need to get the thoughts out and then things are good.

Spending time with the kitties is a good stress reliever too. There is nothing quite like the unconditional love of a pet. They accept you as you are right now, no questions asked. They love you and don’t get annoyed very often, or for very long anyway. And, mine seem to know when I am having a rotten day.

They just know to be sweeter than normal. Especially the older cat. She will let you hug her, and cry into her fur, and she will purr and let you do it. She would have been an amazing therapy cat if she wasn’t so scared of people she doesn’t know. She is like a living stuffed animal, she will let you pick her up and hold her and she loves attention. She is like a Ragdoll breed in temperament.

The other one, is nice when she wants something from you. A little bit more transactional with KitKat, but if I am having a terrible time, she seems to be a bit nicer too.

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What’s Your Favorite Time of Day?

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My favorite time of day will depend on which day of the week. I like Saturday afternoons because I am done with work for sure and have the rest of the day to figure out what I would like to do.

I tend to do a lot of laundry and household stuff on Sunday and can’t stay up late because I work Monday morning, so on Sundays I like when I just get up and get that first cup of coffee. The rest of the day is still ahead and I feel well rested and am just enjoying that early sunshine and kitty cat love. They love to snuggle on Sundays because I never work on Sundays anymore.

The rest of the week my favorite time would be from 6pm to 9pm, I have gotten away from work and the uniform and have dealt with or am dealing with dinner. It is usually when I have time to watch a movie. I do most of the posting on the weekend, and most of my blog posts too. But the actually watching is done sporadically throughout the week.

Mondays are usually extra hectic for me because my son has some activities that he does. Although, the day is coming when he won’t need me to shuttle him around. He hardly does right now. So, I don’t mind.

There are times when my favorite time is the little bit of downtime as I am laying in bed going to sleep. Sometimes I will dream or think of how I would like things to be, sometimes I will try to just not think about anything at all. Just everything being quiet and still. It can be really peaceful no matter what has happened earlier.

Even lunchtime can be great because it isn’t much but I do get to see my son and the cats for a bit and get away from work. It is a nice break. I guess there isn’t one set time that is my favorite. Just time with my kitties and my son is my favorite time no matter where it lands during the day.

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If You Could Make Your Pet Understand One Thing, What Would It Be?

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I would love it if she understood that sometimes I need to use the laptop, and that it is temporary. I am not sure what goes through her mind, but somehow me moving a mouse triggers unreasonable violence in her. She does it if I play games as well, she just doesn’t want me to use the computer.

I also wish she wouldn’t waste her food so much. She pretty much just eats the gravy off the top and leaves the meat. She used to be the most un-picky eater ever. But now she hates everything, even cat treats. She only wants gravy, and she eats her kibble. Keep in mind, I only got the canned meat to encourage my older cat Wuffles to get more fluids.

That sure backfired, as KitKat eats all the fluid out of it. I guess those are two things, not one. I guess, if I could only impart one thing, it would be that I love her despite all the destructiveness, that I love her no matter what. Unconditional love. I hope she does understand that, but who knows.

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What Is Your Favorite Animal?

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I like most animals, unlike most people, as far as real life animals go, I do prefer cats. Big cats, little cats, weird cats. If we open it up to the fantastical, I love dragons and unicorns. There was a time where I had dragon, unicorn and white tiger figurines all over my house. I have over time lost or gotten rid of most of them. There are still some tigers around here, but it is a bit more subtle.

Kitkat broke a glass dragon when she was a kitten. She killed every houseplant I had, she just would uproot the plant and knock dirt all over the place. She just didn’t want them to live. I gave up on having houseplants, or most glass objects.

She was a chewer too, I had to get her dog toys. Cat toys would be destroyed in seconds, and she still would break the squeaker in the dog toys. She has a Kong ball. I am convinced she is a African wildcat that somehow escaped from the game farm. She would chew through wires too, so we had to get a wireless mouse for the computer. I told her she was hunting the wrong kind of mouse. But, despite all that, I still love her, and most cats I meet.

I also like dogs, I am just away from the house a little too much and have no yard to speak of. So, can’t really have a dog at the moment. But I do fuss over my parent’s basset hound, Bilbo who is incredibly cute and goofy. Maybe someday if I can get some property, I would love to have a dog. I had a sheltie as a kid named Buddy that I loved a lot. He was fun.

I had some bad experiences with horses, I am sure they are great. I always liked the look of them. But I had one that didn’t like me and one that was terribly skittish, so I didn’t bond like the girls in the books I liked to read did. But I love drawing them. They are beautiful. I guess if I had a pet dragon, or unicorn it probably would have ended badly as well, so I might just stick with my wildcat.

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Time to Write — Feline Curiosity

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The cat was black and white with bright green eyes shining like jewels. It slunk down an alley avoiding garbage and random bottles on a mission to some unknown place. At the other end of the alley a slender dark haired woman with green eyes appeared walking in red heels, confidently striding into the street. Annabelle turned around uneasily. Was she being followed? She tried to lose her tail earlier by becoming the cat but sometimes hunters know that trick.

She walked into the nearest bar with its noise spilling out onto the cobblestone streets. She slid into an unassuming corner, looking around the room cautiously. There was a pair of drunks arguing over there. A sad older woman drinking alone at the counter. A group of young friends carousing into the early hours. Then she saw him. A man in dark clothes with a hat pulled low covering most of his face, nursing a cup of coffee sitting alone at a table.

She didn’t want to make any sudden movements or attract his attention. She carefully slid out of the red shoes, and tried to calmly walk to the door. She sensed something behind her but didn’t want to turn around. She kept going forward, and then she felt it. Something hit her in the back of the neck. She felt her body go numb and she began falling. I guess this was her ninth life after all.