My friend and I were talking this morning about what we wanted to get done today. I said I wanted to get three things accomplished. Paint some furniture. Bake something. Prune some plants. It’s one of those days. She challenged me in that she said I couldn’t do it all.
So far I’ve painted the furniture. Hubby made me put my foot up (still in the brace. see more about that here) for a couple of hours and I’m getting ready to get back to my challenge. I love it when someone tells me I can’t do something.
Now I’m getting ready to go bake a cake and then outside to prune. I need to be done in a couple of hours because my hubby and I are going out on a date tonight.
Check back later to see if I accomplished my goal.
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Thought I would give you an update on my here and here. (This was also posted on “theworminmyapple.com).
Had my three-week appointment today. My foot is getting better. There is a fifty-fifty chance I might get to avoid surgery. I still have to wear brace when I’m out and about for three more weeks. At home, I can wear regular shoes with my orthotics. That will be the way we “test the waters”. I’m still pretty nervous about how this will all end. So anyway, I was feeling pretty encouraged today until…….
Two friends mention to me, “Rebecca, is your leg swollen?” Now this is after I’ve come home from the doctor’s, of course. So I come home and say to my husband, “Do you think my leg is swollen”?
“It is swollen”. he says. “Off your feet, now. I’m getting you an ice pack.”
So now I’m trying to figure out what this is all about. Life certainly can send some curves our way. BUT, I just finished reading a prayer request from my church through our prayer chain. A young man, father of four, one of whom is a newborn, was in a car accident today. He might have to have one of his legs amputated at the hip. His other leg is crushed.
A foot in a cast is nothing is nothing, is it? Perspective is everything, isn’t it? God bless and I hope you all have a wonderful week-end.
- What are orthotics? (activepodiatry.wordpress.com)
This blog is written in response to the daily prompt, mirror, mirror, on the wall. What does my blog say about me? Hmmm, I’m not sure I know but I think I need to know, so here goes with some impromptu remarks.
I think it says I have way too many interests and am interested in way too many subjects. Which makes figuring out what to write about difficult. That’s why I started my other blog, depressionsgift.com. At least there I know what my subject matter is. Even then I wished I’d named it something else because it’s really more about healthy mental living, not just depression.
I’m glad I found this prompt because it’s helped me clarify for myself what I want this blog to be. I want it to show the subjects I’m interested in as well as general musings about life as I experience it. I want this blog to be “lighter” than depressionsgift but include my interests in deeper issues. Both blogs will reflect my faith, not always in words but certainly in perspective.
Sometimes I look in my mirror and like what I see. Other times, not so much. Some days I’m interested in art, other days recipes. Lots of time, DIY projects. All I have to do is look at my boards on Pinterest to know how scattered I am at times. (I had no idea I was interested in that many things.) This is the blog I want to post DIY projects and decorating ideas from my home. I may eventually combine these blogs but I’m worried I will lose followers or screw the whole thing up.
I think I just wrote this post for me only. I finally have it figured out for myself, where I’m heading here. Thanks WordPress for the great prompt.
Please someone tell me I’m not nuts. My husband and I are having the floors in our dining room and living room restored in a couple of weeks. That doesn’t sound too bad, doesn’t it? But when I tell you we have removed about two hundred tiles only to find that the mastic (the glue) didn’t come off with them, you get a different picture, don’t you? We had to be careful because we’re trying not to damage the floor. It’s red oak (very rare) and unique to old homes. I don’t believe it’s even harvested anymore. So that’s cool.
We were doing really well but then we got to about a two foot by four foot spot in front of the fireplace. We discover that here the floor is some sort of concrete which means the mastic is even harder to get off. Would you believe it took us about twenty-four hours of constant scraping, trying various solvents, scraping some more and we’re still not done!
In the meantime, we have people putting up textured wallpaper in our bedroom to hide our bad walls, wainscoting in the bathroom (again, to hide bad walls) and that isn’t going smoothly either. Of course you remember that in the middle of this my mother fell on my sidewalk, was in the hospital for ten days and is now homebound and I’m the one overseeing her recovery, doctor’s visits, grocery shopping, etc.
Right now it feels overwhelming. BUT, (and isn’t there always a “but”), I will have beautiful hardwood floors when we’re done. My bathroom walls will finally look good and the bedroom will soon be back in order. In a few weeks, I’ll look back on all this and wonder why I felt so overwhelmed in the first place.
The truth is I’m healthy, my husband is healthy and my mom is getting better every day. We have the energy to do this and now that my husband isn’t traveling as much anymore, we’ve actually enjoyed doing this together.
So what’s the point of all this? Only that life has an amazing way of returning to normal-most of the time. But then there are times it doesn’t.
A young woman from our church whom my husband and I have been praying for about nine months has finally succumbed to her battle with cancer. Her husband’s life is not going to return to normal for a very long time. Neither will her parent’s and sibling’s lives. That’s why I have to look at this project and realize that while it’s physically demanding and seemingly never going to get done, it is nowhere near as traumatic as other things I could be dealing with.
It always helps me to look around when I’m under stress (for whatever reason) and realize that unless it’s death or dying it really isn’t worth getting too upset about. Besides there is always good and bad happening simultaneously in our lives at all times. I know of no person for whom that isn’t true. So when it’s bad, we need to remind ourselves of the good and when it’s good, we need to be aware of those for whom it isn’t good. I think we all know what we call this-perspective and most of us would do well to practice it a little more often.
good choices and clean underwear
I have some great advice today for everyone. Short post alert! Short post alert! This blog is going to contain a lot of information over time about depression and my thoughts about life in general. But every once in awhile you come across a piece of advice that just says it all. Sometimes you need a shot in the arm, something that makes you laugh and yet sit up and take notice. Sometimes the best philosophy is the simplest. Sometimes there’s a volume of truth in the fewest amount of words. Now that I’ve set you up for this little gem, let me ask you a question. Is there more to this statement than you might think?
Here it is:
Make good choices and wear clean underwear!