....to be thankful for:
Morning coffee. It is always so good. Anticipated, and never disappointing. There's nothing like it.
Paul. He went out and shoveled those treacherous deck steps for me this morning, after we got several inches of new snow last night. He got out the snowblower and cleared the driveway, cleaned the snow off my car, and started it for me. It ended the internal hemming and hawing I had going on about heading to the pool. I HAD to go, after he did all of that!
It's good for me to go. I was in the water fifteen minutes before class started, so I walked forwards and backwards. The class itself is good, all the upper body movement feels nice. I didn't go in the deep end for the second half, just walked back and forth again, the swam just a little bit, kicked those legs, which feels weird.
After my nice hot shower, I got dressed and headed out to the car, then walking down the hallway there in the rec center, that dang knee gave out unexpectedly, just a little bit, I didn't fall. But it throws me for a loop, wrecks my confidence. But, having no choice, except for just to sit down on the floor and cry, I walked out to my car. :).
Home for hot coffee and a nice comfy chair. Not for long though, I have PT this afternoon.
One of the people in the pool told about going out the door yesterday and seeing all the new snow, and having a little hissy fit. I said, "It didn't help, did it?" no. it did not. Winter is at the stage where it has been here forever and will stay here forever.
Seven days until my trip! I logged into my SAS app, 7 days until your trip to Oslo! I had such high hopes of how well I would be getting around! Last year when I got home from Norway in March was when I decided Enough Is Enough, and scheduled the surgery, as I was in a world of hurt. The new knee, for all of it's faults, doesn't hurt like that. None of that aching all night garbage. (The other knee isn't as bad either, it aches and sticks but not as bad as this one did). But I really thought this year I'd be cruising around like nothing, when I booked in September. But. I am going. :)
Now I'm home again, all covered with a blanket in my comfy chair, with the snow swirling down outside. We're supposed to get another three to six inches tonight. I've got my coffee here, and the new candle warmer turned on...the old one stopped working, so I ordered another one. It's a little glass lamp thing, you put a candle under it and it melts the wax and brings the aroma of the candle without any fire involved. It's a nice warm lamp.
So now it's dinner time again, and I'm thinking of leftover chicken soup. Miss Char just had a four o'clock lunch of egg and bagel, so she won't be hungry. She did a store pick up for me after her classes today, so we have a large bag of Reeses's Peanut Butter Eggs, some Cadbury candy coated eggs, a big package of chicken breast, stew beef (there is nothing like a nice bowl of beef stew in this cold weather!), avocados, carrots, and deodorant.
My goodness! It's Thursday morning now! I have no idea what the interruption was, but I generally close up the laptop if any actual humans want to interact.
Miss Sunny woke me up during the night, whining. She's usually good in the night...she just lies down on her doggy bed in our room, and settles in. So I got up and let her out, which left me WIDE awake. It was before four, and it was past five when I glanced at the clock...
I have not started packing for my trip yet, but I did splurge on some travel sized Herbal Essences, and some Dove body wash, and a new tube of travel toothpaste. My new compression socks came in the mail, I've never traveled in them before, but it's sometimes said it's safer to do so after a surgery, it can't hurt. I have some candy for my niece Janet, she lives in Norway and misses Reeses. I got out my travel backpack, it's looking fine. I have a list too, and some protein bars (Built bars are so good, and I'm not getting a penny to say so..they're expensive though, I get them when they go on sale, and eat them sparingly for a treat...I used to eat one on PT days, because I hated and dreaded PT so much, in the early days).
Blah blah blah, as my father used to say. You have a good one!

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