As much as I would like the world to stop and do nothing but fly to Arizona to meet and kiss sweet Liliana, Feather Nester's new baby, life does go on... I'm afraid to say that winter has begun to set in here in central New York. There are still some beautiful orange leaves on the trees, but flurries are expected later today and I've been forced to bring out my big winter coat. I also went shopping for winter boots yesterday, albeit unsuccessfully. I figured that after living in the north country all my life, I really owe myself a pair of winter boots. I'm picky though, so it may take a little while.
I've also been a terrible interim Director this week and have left everyday at 5pm (gasp!!). As much as I want our little museum to do better financially, my life just falls apart when I work so much. Not to mention that we have the wonderful luxury of having two cars this week since we have my mom's car while she's in AZ. It's truly wonderful. B is getting more done at work since he doesn't have to depend on me and others for rides home, and I'm finally getting a few errands done. If we're lucky, people may actually get Christmas presents now!
As for the ongoing saga of the my back injury and recovery, I'm sorry to tell you that I've had a week of setbacks. Not for any particular reason, I've just had a lot more pain this past week than I've had in quite a while. And I'm sure this is normal for such a long recovery, it's just so disheartening to have been doing so well and making such great strides, only to start feeling daily pain all over again. I have PT today though, so I'll see what my therapist says.
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The contents of this video detail what my mornings are like at least 4 times a week. Except multiply it by 2 since I have 2 cats. You too, yes?
Sorry about you back, sweet lovely. Take it EASY!
Oh I can totally relate to the cat thing, too. At 4 am. With lots of head butts and tail in the face. Times two. It's so frustrating! But we live in fear of any meowing waking up J, so we run immediately to feed them. They completely have us wrapped around their little paws.
Bob and Puck, too. Except they're temporarily locked out of the bedroom so L can sleep in the bassinet without fear of being mistaken for a kitty pillow. We'll get the ol' fur ball alarm clocks back in a few months, I'm sure.
Sorry to hear about the back this week. Perhaps it's a 2 steps forward, 1 step back sort of thing?
Winter...flurries...wow. I'm just excited that it's supposed to go down to the upper 70s next week. Sorry...no face rubbing intended.
I have no great desire to come back to flurrys !I'm sorry to hear about the back, keep me posted what the therayist says. love Mom
Yes, sorry about the back! I'm sure it's temporary as well, though I'm sorry to hear you're suffering again.
While I cannot have a kitty of my own, I did appreciate the video. When Boo was younger and still sleeping on my sister's bed, every Saturday morning I would be half asleep, hear the door open, a quick rat-tat-tat of little doggie feet on the carpet, and then she'd leap up onto my bed and lick me awake. It was my favorite way to wake up.
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