We had a thunderstorm last night, and are expected to have another today. I’ve been wearing noise-canceling headphones to compensate. Fortunately, the new episode of Gettin’ Grown with Jade and Keia podcast is out. It’s something I look forward to each week. My Amazon Prime membership expires in a few days. Buh-bye to my former impulse shopping addiction.
In celebration of this wise decision, I ordered one last thing. I purchase fidgets and sensory toys every so often. I can’t recall a time when I didn’t. I’m pleased with the recent popularity of fidget toys because now they’re conversation starters, too. I ordered Super Cool Unicorn Poop. (It’s purple and blue, glittery slime in a cute little bottle.) It’s odorless.
It feels like jello that wasn’t allowed to set long enough, without the sticky mess. (It’s non-toxic.) My skin feels wet after touching it, but it leaves no residue. It’s right at the limit of my grossness tolerance. I won’t play with it often, but it’s ridiculously fabulous when I do. (I was even more amused by the fact someone is selling a single used bottle, last I checked.)
I got the 3-pack because slime shrinks over time. There’s a negative review by someone who was irate over receiving partially full bottles. They may have overlooked the limited shelf-life. Or perhaps they bought a used version. Heh. I don’t think of myself as stuck-up, but when it comes to slime, I prefer new. In fact, I insist. 😂 Also, I want to see this on How It’s Made. So much.
My body seems to have recovered from my recent dietary fiasco. The only lingering effect is my broken off-switch. Unfortunately, it’s broken all the time, so I’m probably just hyper-aware of it lately. I’m trying to be careful about what I begin because I’m likely to continue for quite some time. I usually track this by how often I complete 1000-piece jigsaw puzzles. Ideally, it should take at least two sessions.
I do them daily as part of my winding down routine before sleeping. I love puzzles. If I start completing one a day, I know my broken off-switch is operating unacceptably. I use this method because I notice, even when in rote mode. Eventually. I have a love-hate relationship with my broken off-switch. Part of me loves how I’m able to complete time-consuming tasks more quickly than others. Another part of me recognizes the need to sleep sometimes and resents it.
I don’t like it when I can’t stop, though. It doesn’t often happen, and usually results in pacing until exhaustion. Coding marathons used to trigger it as well. I’ve always been this way. It used to frustrate my mom when I was a teenager. My days and nights were backward until basic training. I was glued to my computer every night. The rest of the time, I was on autopilot. I guess it’s all that interested me at the time.
I also missed school more often than I missed a run as a teenager. It’s always been my favorite stim. I was training for the Army, so my mom never interfered. The funny thing is, when I was on active duty, I ran PT in the mornings with my unit, then ran again at night on my own time. I started doing this in El Paso because of the heat. Then it just stuck. It only backfired once when I had a surprise PT test after running seven hours prior. I still managed to pass, but my legs were sore after. I’m off to read.
p.s. Stevie Nicks is on the above puzzle twice! (And Michael Jackson looks like someone just told him Tito killed his rat, eh?)