I'm writing! I'm writing! I'm writing! Thank you down time for giving me back one of the things I find most fulfilling in life! Now, I need to get back to my art work.
Yesterday, I saw Dr. God Damn! He said I'm doing too much. No more cleaning counters or doing dishes or laundry. Ugh! People don't understand that I NEED to do those things. I guess there may be some lymphedema starting or something silly like that. So, the doctor gave me some massage exercises to practice twice a day moving the flow of fluids to my other lymph node areas for drainage. Makes total sense! So, the boys are back on chore duty. Poo!
I am also in the process of getting deferments on some of my big bills. This has turned out to be a royal pain in the ass! The paperwork is dense. What do people who don't know how to deal with filling out forms or reading financial information do in these situations? It's really complicated. Ian needs a job!
OK. Now, that the Bank of America woke me up, because they forgot that California and Virginia are in differet time zones, I guess I'll read for a bit then get up and not do housework.
Life Lessons from Facebook:
A friend posted: Killing Me Softly with His Song : (
(Hi, Stella!)
I responded: Well, don't listen to that song then. Time to change stations.
Friend: I totally love the song.
Me: And I totally understand. Sometimes, you have to listen to the sad song until the dance music starts.
Friend: Yeah. The sad song lasted like 2 seconds. Then, I was listening to Prince, "Kiss."
It's a metaphor, right? Any of my readers see what I see? Hmmmmm . . . the inner voice speaks deep and powerful truths.