I behaved badly
over the weekend. I didn't rest half as
much as I should. I also stood on my
feet way to long. Yesterday, I suffered
for it. My hips and legs hurt all day
long. My energy was close to nonexistent. I took the day off. I watched television and crocheted. Of course, my husband always looks at me
funny when I take a day off.
I hate the
pain. Obviously. I want to be doing all sorts of things. I want to travel. I want to spend time with people. So, even though I knew it was a bad idea, I
agreed to meet my sister in Livingston on Monday after a quick trip to Libby
and back Saturday and Sunday. Yep, a
glutton for punishment. No wonder I was
a mess yesterday, and I am not much better today.
So what does a
day off look like? I wrote the morning
pages and blog. I wrote a 3,000+ talk
for a retreat. I did dishes. I made the bed. I cleaned the litter box and took the garbage
out. I ran into town twice. I crocheted.
I counted the offering at the church.
As I said, Jerry shook his head in wonder. I don't take days off very well. I should have done the two trips into town
and that was it. Oh well.
So, today, I am
still achy and in pain more then normal.
Will I rest? No. I need to get a short and long synopsis
written. I need to edit the talk. I need to write 2,000 words, or at least
1,000 for a win. I need to read for my
Bible study group tonight. If all of
this goes well, I will work on the rest of my cover. Oh, I am also going to attempt a walk though
the hips are not good. The poor dog
needs to get out. The saying goes, there
is no rest for the wicked. Man, I must
be super wicked.
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