Sunday the 19th
The heat has broken. The humidity and dew points have lowered. I have a better outlook today. Anything better than yesterday is a gift.
No matter how I stay busy. No matter what I choose to do. No matter what day of the week it may be. There are days that I struggle from within. What do you know! I am human. It is amazing how things that can overwhelm you via noise, words, or media can grind one down to a halt.
This morning I had a few items on my tick list. One of those items took me up to the attic. I was checking out something for Carrie. While I was up there I tidied a few things. My attic steps looked more like a shelf in a thrift store than not. That brought me and quite a few items down to the basement and more of the tidying was needed. I kept moving. When I keep moving, I feel better. I must say I marvel at those that can stay static for hours on end. Maybe Great Grandma Laura was right years ago . . . I do have ants in my pants. Better me than you.
In my defense . . . staying active and moving is so much better on the arthritis than sitting still. Moving about keeps the tendons and joints aware of what is expected of them. No slacking off! I do not take any prescriptions for arthritis. Years ago I took Celebrex for the arthritis. Much like what Dennis has just done with the Methadone, I stopped taking it and I couldn’t really notice any difference in the discomfort. Prescription drugs may not do what they are advertised to do, but the side effects of the drug can continue within the body.
I did find some items in the attic and basement that I do not have an emotional attachment to. They are not anything that my children or Dennis’ children are in to. I did go on facebook and am looking into putting them out there on the market place within our area. Better yet . . . it would be a giveaway.
A new week is ahead. How fortunate that we have that to look forward to. Many would be thrilled if that were available to them.