Wednesday's Weariness

This morning seemed very foggy as when I looked out the living room window and the street light looked like it had a halo around it but by the sun came up I did not notice it being foggy.

This morning after breakfast I went out into the back yard and raked the leaves and then mowed. I decided to start in the back yard because I knew that I would make myself do the front yard even if I were too tired to do it; it is too easy for me to say that I will do the back yard tomorrow and then not get it done.

I was getting pretty tired by the time I finished mowing the back yard but I like having the front lawn look good so thought that I would at least rake the front lawn. So I went and raked it and kind of got my second wind so I went and mowed the front lawn as well.

By the time I finished mowing the front lawn I was really ready to call it quits. So after cleaning up I got the mail and sat down and opened it up; nothing there except my MacWorld magazine and the first installment of the voter pamphlet, everything else went into the recycling.

Kathleen came downstairs as I was finishing up looking at the mail and made herself some breakfast and since it was almost 1300 I opened up a can of sardines and made myself a sandwich.

Kathleen had her meeting with the lady from church this afternoon so as soon as she left I went back outside and got my blower and blow off the gardens in the back as well as the sidewalk, then the driveway, the front sidewalk and the gardens. By the time I finished and put the blower away, went into the house and cleaned up I was really hurting and really tired.

So instead of taking just one Vicodin I took two and then went and sat down in my chair and fell asleep in a few minutes. The doctor's office called and woke me up out of a really solid sleep and said that another couple of Kathleen's prescription had been called in and by the time I hung up I was awake enough that I could not get back to sleep.

Kathleen came home shortly afterward and had brought home some salmon that she cooked for dinner. Well my right hand has started to turn a pretty shade of blue and is pretty swollen and I still have not been able to wash off all of the old scab even though I hand washed my compression socks last night and have washed my hands a couple dozen times today.

Well, I am really tired and my hand is really throbbing so I think that I will just call it a day and say good night.