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Friday Morning Musings

Good morning, friends!

Happy Friday!

It’s 8:30, and I’m sitting here enjoying my last weekday home during what has been a blissful and restful week of recovery.

I’m struck by the beauty I’m sitting in the midst of.

No, it’s not a clean house. This surgery and the caretaking involved has left us with dregs of energy and little motivation to pick up after ourselves.

I’ll spare you a photo of my infamous kitchen island. Trust me. It’s bad. Real bad.

The beauty I speak of is the clear blue sky peeking through my living room windows. After a week filled with cloudy days and thunderstorms, my sun-drenched back yard is a welcome respite.

So is the cup of tea I’m slowly sipping on, along with the presence of my beloved Gambit beside me.

Oh, and I am extremely happy that Gambit decided to let me have my lap to myself. He stretched out across my lap last night while I watched TV.

He had never done this before. We could not believe it. He even snored the whole time.

The Mr. is still snoozing – a blessing for him because he’s up a lot in the middle of the night with his Crohn’s.

If you know, you know.

It won’t be long before he arises, though, and we get down to the busyness of the day . . .

A bath for me, which is akin to bathing a toddler, except that I don’t splash water everywhere.

An attempt at making my face presentable for the day because makeup is everything for this getting-older face of mine.

A round of at-home PT exercises while my arm is still warm from my bath.

I’m. So. Excited. 😜

A follow-up appointment with my surgeon where I believe my stitches will come out, and he will pull my arm up and out, and it will hurt despite him telling me that, “It looks good.”

Yeah, buddy. It might look good on the outside, but it doesn’t feel good on the inside. 🤣

An afternoon of meal prep, if I can get the Mr. to acquiesce. He balked and actually wore gloves to cube my tofu yesterday (before we realized that I’d left off an onion from the grocery list last week and had to delay cooking the dish I’d hoped for).

Surgery brain. If you know, you know.

I think I’ll start a new book – on my Kindle – today. I’ve got several preloaded thanks to the ability to check out books from the Amazon Kindle bookstore (don’t ask me how because I can’t remember) and free monthly downloads from the Prime First Reads offerings each month.

The Mr. is eating dinner with a friend tonight. Our friend’s wife is on a trip with her mom and sisters, so I told the Mr. to make it a guys’ night. I’ll stay home and watch more Survivor. I recently began Season 2 (The Outback), and I’d forgotten how much I dislike Jerri, how precious Tina’s accent is, that Amber was on this season – the Amber who married Boston Rob years later, and the eye candy that Colby provided that season.

If you know, you know (and if you don’t, you should).

So yeah, that’s my day in a very big nutshell.

Oh my, but the Mr. has awakened. That’s my cue to end this post and get moving.

Y’all have a fantastic day and weekend. Please pray for me as I mentally prepare to return to my regular routine on Monday. I’m excited to return to my people at work – we are truly a family – but I will miss sleeping in each morning and moving about at a slow pace.

2 Responses

  1. Hope the follow up appointment went well. Make the most of the weekend.

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