Peaceful Day
All we had to do today was hang on as the winds whipped everything to a frenzy. I did go out early and nabbed several yellow looking flowers complete with their roots.
I am tempering the yard work that requires pushing, pulling or lifting. I so appreciate the fact that I can take care of our forever home, I will not put that in danger. I have had decades of yard work when everything was manicured. I am giving myself permission to take the days as they come.
Arthritis doesn’t play favorites. If my arms and hands stay flexible, I will be able to continue to use disposable catheters for my day-to-day needs. I remember all too well, just a year ago, when the Foley catheter was banging against my leg with every step I took. Humbling for sure. It is my responsibility to stay on track.
The temp is 84 degrees with the humidity and the dewpoint both in the mid sixties. Not a good thing.
There is an oven meal ready for the oven this evening. I prepared the meat for it and Dennis finished the rest, complete with doing the dishes. Sweet.
All I can say about today: It is well with my soul.