There were many plans for today. Writing on several different projects. Finding a place to submit a new poem written. Paying of bills. Playing with dogs. Reading of Scions of Shannara. Organizing of writing area. Knitting. Etcetera. What actually happened? Nothing. Zilch. Nada. Why was there nothing accomplished today? Arthritis so badly in the right arm and shoulder it has only begun moving in the past two hours.
So, for most of the day I have been left-handed with a heating pad on my right shoulder. Once the pain was semi-under control, yours truly did nothing more exciting than drifting off to sleep. Pain, severe pain, is exhausting.
When I woke up this last time The Husband was home and our friend SG who had come over for a quick visit. The Husband brought me an Arby’s roast beef sandwich and some potato cakes. Who can turn down Arby’s? So, I ate. I ate slowly because I didn’t want to wolf down food and possibly make myself ill, and we talked of plans for tomorrow and all the things I didn’t get accomplished today.
After a while of complaining about all the stuff I didn’t get to do, I realized just how much better I was (and am) feeling and decided the worst was passed so now I look forward to a day where I can accomplish more than just moaning and groaning. In all fairness, though, I don’t believe I moaned and groaned that much. I can’t tell you if I did when I was sleeping or not.
Now I am off to bed for some honest rest. Tomorrow will be a full day whether or not everything is gotten to or not. After all – today could have really been a lot worse. Trust me.
Sorry you had such a rough day. I find myself going to bed with the best of plans for the next day and often wondering why I didn’t accomplish but three things on my list of five the next night. But hey…that’s three things done 😀
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Yeah, this is exactly how I try and view things when Arthur pops up unexpectedly to throw my world into a wild spin 🙂
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