I didn’t get to sleep until 9 this morning bc my pain levels were too high. I tossed and turned and laid here looking at the wall. Finally I slept and woke at 6pm. The entire day is over. I’m not discouraged by this today bc the bigger picture is this – I’ve got few immediate responsibilities which allows me to have the time to be sick. I’m grateful for the position I’m in that allows life to stop and let me recover. Today is a day of recovery.
Good stuff that happened this week:
I sold 2 dolls and an original art piece.
Warm dinners were made all week here at home. I loved it.
I had pancakes 2 times this week. 😊
Homemade hot chocolate during the cold snap was wonderful.
I’ve been able to avoid prolonged emotional triggers by processing them and letting them go.
I bought a tiny wheelchair to sit a doll in. A friend of mine is having heart surgery and I can’t be there, so I’m sending a representative. Froggie will go for me.