An Antidote to My Last Post
On Sunday, two days ago, I wrote a "poor me" post HERE. Getting it all out there helped, even before I got all your encouraging comments...which helped even more...including bigj52's story of her mishpocka who fell and fractured her elbow. The poor woman is in constant pain and can do nothing for herself. She can't even get into a car without assistance. So let me make something very clear right now: I am not in any pain. Moreover, my purple splint is quite comfortable. The only time it bothers me is at night when I wake to find it jammed under my head and pressing uncomfortably on my (uninjured) thumb.
Anyway, once I got my moan out, I remembered an article I read on starting a new year right. The writer recommended finishing off those little jobs you never got around to because everything else seems more urgent or more important. She listed her four chores, none of which would make my list...updating my Christmas card list? Really?...but it made me think about what I have dangling and need to clean up so I can move on.
...I have a bag full of stuff I want to donate to the AIDS Thrift Shop, most of which I knew I wanted to get rid of back in October. Now I need to list them all on a spreadsheet, with their condition and an estimate of what they would sell for at the Thrift Shop and they'll be ready to go.
...Mail my son David's holiday gift: a large album of family picture that won't fit in any box I own. I'm going to take it to the UPS Store and have them pack it up for me.
...When I went through my albums in December, besides setting aside pages for each of my children, I kept a bunch for myself, enough to fill two large albums. I got halfway through that project before I broke my hand. No subsequent progress has occurred.
Yesterday I got my two bags of discards ready to go; I had planned to walk them over to the Thrift Shop today. The weather today was so cold, nasty, and snowy that I gave up on that. Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny.
It feels good to have a plan for quickly cleaning up 2017's old projects. It feels even better to have seen the urologist today and have him pat me on the head and tell me to come back anytime I'm really sick. My kidney reading are, he said, a little high but nothing he felt needed treating. He said that patients who come in with kidney stones usually have more than one and haven't passed what they have painlessly. He obviously felt that if one stone was all I could come up with in eighty years of living...pffft! In fact, his last words to me were, "See you in 80 years!" O.K. by me.
The final thing cheering me up today, as the wind blew through my pants' legs and the fine snow stung my cheeks, was the thought that in nine days I will be flying to the Orlando, Florida, area to spend five days with my brother and his wife. Sun, sand, sea and my brother's grandchildren! Who wouldn't be cheered up? FanSee
Anyway, once I got my moan out, I remembered an article I read on starting a new year right. The writer recommended finishing off those little jobs you never got around to because everything else seems more urgent or more important. She listed her four chores, none of which would make my list...updating my Christmas card list? Really?...but it made me think about what I have dangling and need to clean up so I can move on.
...I have a bag full of stuff I want to donate to the AIDS Thrift Shop, most of which I knew I wanted to get rid of back in October. Now I need to list them all on a spreadsheet, with their condition and an estimate of what they would sell for at the Thrift Shop and they'll be ready to go.
...Mail my son David's holiday gift: a large album of family picture that won't fit in any box I own. I'm going to take it to the UPS Store and have them pack it up for me.
...When I went through my albums in December, besides setting aside pages for each of my children, I kept a bunch for myself, enough to fill two large albums. I got halfway through that project before I broke my hand. No subsequent progress has occurred.
Yesterday I got my two bags of discards ready to go; I had planned to walk them over to the Thrift Shop today. The weather today was so cold, nasty, and snowy that I gave up on that. Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny.
It feels good to have a plan for quickly cleaning up 2017's old projects. It feels even better to have seen the urologist today and have him pat me on the head and tell me to come back anytime I'm really sick. My kidney reading are, he said, a little high but nothing he felt needed treating. He said that patients who come in with kidney stones usually have more than one and haven't passed what they have painlessly. He obviously felt that if one stone was all I could come up with in eighty years of living...pffft! In fact, his last words to me were, "See you in 80 years!" O.K. by me.
The final thing cheering me up today, as the wind blew through my pants' legs and the fine snow stung my cheeks, was the thought that in nine days I will be flying to the Orlando, Florida, area to spend five days with my brother and his wife. Sun, sand, sea and my brother's grandchildren! Who wouldn't be cheered up? FanSee