Better today. I slept twelve hours, took a pain pill at each end of the sleep, still awoke in pain, but feel better. Warmer temps are making a difference.
Dirty dishes are soaking in the sink. I dislike having a home which is not spotless. Dishes and dusting are the only indoor chores on my list. Cleaning the yard is my outdoor chore.
As much as I love a clean environment, I refuse to be ruled by have-to's. No more than an hour daily is devoted to housekeeping. Usually, it takes forty minutes or less.
Later....
Housework done, dog poop cleaned up, front garden mostly dug up and ready, dining table covered with plant bulbs and seeds, etc. Oh, and the best part..... A nap was taken in one of the patio chairs. An eighty degree day was magic. It felt so wonderful to be outside, to enjoy sunshine and fresh air.
Tomorrow, I plan to get out for a ride. Get a few groceries, buy some more picture frames. Definitely plan to buy some flowers. I miss having fresh cut flowers in the house. I want to see and smell them. I will get them because they please me, and because I deserve them.
Before Hubby and I got together, I bought my own flowers weekly. I considered it a mental health expense. They made me happy. So, I'll start buying them again. Plus, it will be fun walking or riding home with them.
Instead of the roses and stargazer lillies, I may get carnations. The spicy smell of them permeates the house, and they're cheerful.
I'm surviving. Better yet, I'm doing alright. Not back to where I want to be, but I'll get there.
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