I am still in recovery. I remember after my first baby was born, you were supposed to be in recovery for an hour or two and I was in recovery for 24 hours, with a grand mall seizure, and basic inability to recover at all. This is back in that 20-year time span where natural childbirth was the norm, and you were not allowed to eat or drink anything when in labor. So, by the time I got to the hospital I was so dehydrated and weak, I couldn't even begin to have a baby. The good times.
Today I need to sew, and I did get everything sewn yesterday that I wanted to, so I was happy with that. I am going out to spray after this post. I am sure I am going to run out so will then run to Home Depot. I need to drop some things by a shut ins house and stop at a bank. Just a few minor errands. Then home to sew.
Or I might just stay home and sew. Or I might.... I had better stay home and sew.
But first I am attacking the weeds. Dang things!!!!!
Have a great and productive day
God is good, weeds are bad
Kim
Attack - but know those darn varmints will return! They are sneaky that way.
ReplyDeleteAttacking something definitely sounds more satisfying than errands!
ReplyDeleteThose darned weeds will always just keep coming Kim. I don't think anyones experience of grief follows the stages that they say - I think it is often all over the place, going along good for awhile ... then bad again. I think we just have to go with it & allow yourself the time whatever it takes. AND remind yourself along the way, how well you are doing. xx
ReplyDeleteWeeds always seem to take over. I usually figure they will be there for awhile so only do a bit at a time. That is all my back will take.
ReplyDeleteGod bless.