September 28, 2009

Road to Recovery ~ Week Two


It is Monday so where is my damned morning bun? Caffeine withdrawals are brutal. Obviously her morning routine hasn't changed...

Before I rant about the week, I would be remiss if I didn't also mention here that my cohort in crime and collaborator, Beth, has posted an absolutely wonderful first piece on a companion blog called Passages. It is gorgeous and the style has an edge to it that I really like. Like Rising Above, it will enhance and offer insight to characters that are not always in the forefront at Sessions, primarily Rayne. Please check it out. It is wonderful and Beth did a terrific job with it.

Looking back at this past week there really isn't a lot to report. More pain this week than last but I have been pushing harder than I should. I also noticed that my skin is drier than usual but I think sometimes people have odd reactions to anesthesia and so things like that can happen. I have had to enforce limits to my time online, more than I did last week. It is so easy to push for a few more minutes and then get carried away. You don't realize it until it is too late and then you pay for it.

I have done a lot of walking, a lot of thinking about loose ends while on those walks. It has been 4 months since my last update at Rising Above and 5 months since a Chameleon update. Chameleon has been written for awhile; it just needs shots. Wyatt's story has 5 paragraphs that have been written since August 23rd. I am itching to get them finished since I don't want what I wrote to become no longer relevant but I have to pace myself. So I freak out about it and mope. Poor me.

I ordered groceries online for the first time ever. I am not patient so waiting for the kids to get around to doing something doesn't always work for me. Free delivery so why not, right? And it beats giving teenage boys carte blanche with my ATM card which is a very scary thought. I can safely say I won't be doing that often. Won't say never but...I was less than thrilled. Do the personal shoppers read the notes? I ordered firm tomatoes and slightly green bananas. Perhaps my idea of firm and the personal shopper's perception of firm are based on completely different expectations. Perhaps I should have used the term hard.

Week Two Lessons Learned:

  • It is very difficult to eat ice cream at the bottom of the carton without making a mess using my right hand
  • It isn't iodine on my shoulder, it is bruising
  • If I dangle my arm like I do when I exercise it, I can successfully apply deodorant
  • I make a terrible passenger in a car (talk about white knuckles)
  • By carefully tucking part of it under my arm and swinging my hips a la hula hoop I can wrap a bath towel around my body
  • I am totally addicted to morning coffee and am having withdrawals. Thankfully I found some instant mocha cappuccino in the cupboard.
  • Eat before medicating, medicate before exercise, nap shortly after

    That's pretty much it. I had a lot more to say but honestly I'm not feeling it right now. If I think of it, maybe I will add it to next week's update. I am still behind in my reading and falling further and further back. Please know I will catch up before the next millennium.

    Leaving you with a blogthing. I don't really part my hair; I just flip it forward and throw it back letting it fall where it wants. In case you wondered where the result came from...




    Your Unpredictable Part Says You're Experimental and Rebellious



    You're the type of person who likes to shake things up. It's easy for you to become bored.

    You like to be spontaneous. You prefer to lead a very exciting, fast moving life.

    You are outspoken and bold. Your opinions change frequently, and you never have any problem expressing them.

    Your wild ways always have people guessing, and that's fine by you. You really don't care what others think.




5 comments:

  1. it's hard to dig out the ice cream from the bottom of the carton? put it in the microwave or a few seconds....

    I knew you were online too much KNEW IT KNEW IT. Stop it.

    You do seem in better spirits though.

    And I took your quiz. I'm funky and don't care who knows it or something LOL. I love these things!!

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  2. oh and thank you for the promo for Passages. You helped. You know you did.

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  3. I definitely do the microwave thing, too! Though my MIL has said that heating up a spoon works. Microwave just seems easier, LOL. I like soft ice cream. ;)

    Online grocery shoppers? Seriously? I didn't even know you could do that. I knew that in the big "dot com" boom there were places to buy groceries online, but yeah, that didn't pan out, LOL.

    Take it easy! Let your arm heal. The internet should still be here when you're better able to deal with it. ;)

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  4. I completely sympathesize and so glad to hear that things are going well for you. hmm... Caffeine, no suggestion there except to have your boys make a pot for you ahead of time.

    Online shopping, yeah I did that too and didnt work out well... Not in the least... Although mine were avocado's and when I got them they were bruised and black. Now try and get that delivery person back to your house. It isnt fun. 80)

    HOpe your healing continues to go well! 80)

    And SB the new blog is stunning and a wonderful insight!

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  5. Thanks you guys. As you may be able to tell, my sleep schedule is pretty whacked out as well.

    Seriously tempted to try the online groceries once more though.

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In Perfect Harmony

In June of 2007 I posted my first chapter of Dark December. Since that time, the story has evolved and changed in part through a collaboration that developed and lasted over 4 years. During this time a friendship was forged. Thank you Beth, for unwavering friendship, support, and generosity over these last 4+ years. It has been a journey I will never forget.

"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain."

In dreams, the sun sets in our eyes
In dreams, we'll never be apart
In dreams, I'll promise you'll never be alone
How much I wish your voice could send me home