Last night sucked, again.
I have an appointment with my surgeon this afternoon, and I spent my waking minutes this morning composing a message to myself that lays my symptoms and situation, so I feel more confident going into that conversation.
After that, it turned out to be a really good morning; one that I think got me out of my funk. I noticed myself grouchily plodding along first thing (which isn’t helpful or fair to the kids), so instead of retreating to bed as usual, I engaged the kids a bit more – getting, in the end, some fantastic hugs from my son and playing Monopoly with my daughter for half an hour before school. After they left, I decided to do my workout and then take a shower, instead of saving them for later.
It was a really nice and stimulating change of pace from the usual. As my wife told me, I’m in bed by myself nearly all day, so anything I can do to shake up that situation will probably be beneficial.
The weather is going to turn to clouds and showers today. Me being an indoor cat now, I’m not fussed either way, but I think we need the rain.
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