Cleaning out the gardens after my walk these last several days, I have had some amazing situations in the dead of the night. A twitch here. A twang there. Last night I awoke at 2 a.m. and the toes on my left foot were in dire pain. I know I didn’t drop anything on them. I got up and walked up and down the basement steps several times and they seem to have unkinked.
As I came to this morning, I had hoped this was the day to finish up the gardens. Rain was threatening via the computer forecast. No walking shoes for me. I got my grubs on and was thankful when the weed whip battery was letting me know we could get this done. I grabbed the loppers, the large shears and the weed whip and made for the far east yard. As the last of the Anne Belle Shrub was coming down, Dennis was on his way to get the rider mower out. Wham, bam, thank you, everything was ground up and out of site. Talk about a team effort.
Neither Dennis or I had bothered with breakfast before our chores. Dennis decided on Cheerios and I had yogurt and flax meal. As Dennis was pulling his recliner quilt up to his chin, it began to rain. I grabbed the last of the morning coffee and a book and settled in.
I realize in the scheme of things our days may not seem eventful to most. Perhaps most could knock off in several hours what it may take us most of the day to pull off. At 81, Dennis, at a drop of a hint is ready to help. Neuropathy effects the nerves in his hands and the feet. He has made comments that while he was in Korea, his feet and hands were either cold or wet and many times both. it does take a tole on stamina. For me, I thank the good Lord every night and many times during the day that he has given me what it takes to continue working with Dennis to keep our home up to date, up to snuff (ours that is) and always tidy. The replacement knees and shoulders are amazing. The arthritis in various other places . . . that sucks. I acknowledge we can’t keep at the yard work without a break now and then. Challenged nerves with a bit less blood supply than normal need a chance to rejuvenate.
The bottom line . . . I have a great life and the last time I checked . . . my ole cowboy agrees.