I am struggling to stay grumpy rather than sad. That should tell you how my day is going.
Hot and humid with a hurricane headed straight for us. The dogs began the day with a fight which involved making a mess for me to clean up. They are fine now. I'm not.
More pain which is the biggest problem. I've learned not to pretend it isn't there as that tends to lead to accidents. Hoping the pain killer will do its magic.
The worst part about being this incapacitated is the rise of the "hairballs" - painful old memories which can be kept at bay with activity but bubble up when it's hard to move.
This, too, shall pass.
I've begun washing colored bottles which have been gathering dust since I moved here ten years ago as we have had other priorities, like roofs. However, I can sit and wash bottles and plan how they may be used to fill in a large window space while still leaving room for a window which can open.
The new puppy Sugar is a handful. Cannot understand that the older dogs don't want to play with her which is what started the fight earlier. She is into everything (!!!). On the up side Inky Dink is really happy to have a playmate - the two of them run around a lot. They usually begin the day with a wrestling match played on my head.
Grumpy seems to be the word for the moment. I will wash some bottles and cheer up. Thanks for listening.
katie
