I haven't been posting much lately because I have been in a funk. Hosting a pity party. Down in the dumps. {Pick your favorite cliche and go with it.}
Not being able to walk is getting old and being stuck at home on the couch, even older. Then, when I am feeling bad for myself I start feeling bad about the fact I feel bad because in the long run it isn't that big of a deal and there are people with much bigger challenges in their lives. I'm a wuss.
Hopefully later this week my x-rays will show I've healed enough to get a walking boot which would be a VAST improvement. Then I could do all sorts of exciting things like, oh, I don't know...shower standing up? Get dressed without hopping around on one foot? WALK?
In the meantime I'll share a little view from the weekend that did wonders to cheer me up. It's not often that the sky says, "I heart you."
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4 comments:
Ugh I hate feeling guilty for feeling bad. I do it ALL the time too. Hope you can get yourself walking again soon.
Thanks, m'dear :)
So, so pretty! I'll have to personally thank the sky for being ultra nice to you.
I hope the walking boot is in your near future. I do the feeling bad for feeling bad thing all the time. And thei feel bad for feeling bad for feeling . . . Hugs!
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