Once again, into the fray.
Bill needs to arrange a drug screening test ASAP (being a transportation industry worker, drug testing is a regular part of his life), so his certification does not expire. We have Christmas boxes to send out across the nation, and the sooner on that, the better. The Satellite Guy is coming for another try at installing the high-speed internet. The dog has been bathed, and there's dog hair all over the house that needs vacuuming. Busy, busy. As an unwanted bonus, Bill woke up with a sore throat, and thinks he's getting sick.
On the plus side, he accomplished his first major tree-felling with a chain saw yesterday. Timberrrrrr! The old 100-foot dead oak ain't what she used to be. No longer threatening the car where its parked or the house. It was impressive to watch.
I'm doing just fine. Getting a tiny bit stronger everyday. Down to one nap per day and not much to complain about. Doing strength and flex exercises everyday, and starting to see tangible results. Still changing bras on the hour, and pacing myself on activities. Do something, rest. Do another thing, rest. Do nothing, rest. Boring, but necessary. Same old thing, day after day. Getting a little grumpy about it, thank you.
Mom comes tomorrow, and then the fun can begin again!
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Yes, let the fun begin. Coffee with "MoM" on Thursday, then the anticipation of Christmas music - life will improve.
Hey Pam,
You know I'm never happy about Bill leaving but I'm particularly distressed about it this time and hope he returns sooner than usual. You need him, you silly girl! I'm very impressed that your sending Christmas packages. That's always been the difference between us - when things get rough, you view it as a challenge and throw it into overdrive. I, on the other hand, crawl into a fetal position holding up a white flag. Believe me, Christmas packages would not be on my to do list. My do to list consists of:
1. sleep 2. toss and turn 3. complain 4. whine 5. stare endlessly into space accomplishing nothing 5. make people get me things 6. complain some more
I hope Charlie doesn't call Bill asking to join him on the ship!
Give my love to your mother and tell her I miss her very much. Terry
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