Since I’ve posted anything. This last round of chemo combined with the cold damp weather is breaking me. All I want to do is sleep. I don’t want to eat. I don’t want to go shopping or running around visiting. I just want to get warm and to stop hurting all the time.
I can’t wait for summer to get here. Yesterday was a teaser here in Michigan. It got warm enough to sit outside for about an hour and get a little yard work done.
It sucks having a 50 yr old brain in a 90 yr old body.
I am working on feeling better, making plans for things to do next month. I want Joe to take me to the sparkly house in Detroit so I can take some photo’s. That’s an incentive to get me outside the house. Once its warmer.
I did bust a move on the fridge yesterday. Looked at the expire date on everything and filled a trash bag with condiments that were purchased for one recipe then stored for eternity in the big cold box in the kitchen. Sad to say that I had a jar of curry paste that expired in 2008. I don’t like curry, I don’t remember buying curry and from the smell of it, it’s not something that I’d ever run out to taste. Strange things sometimes manifest in my cupboards and fridge.
I also managed to clean the bedroom today. My side of the bed was starting to look like a bad Hoarders show. Books stacked, empty chip bags, bowls, wrappers, two trash cans and a carpet that Oscar refused to walk on. Took me all of 10 minutes to dust and straighten up, I don’t know why I put it off, just do. Pushing the vacuum is something we both do so it doesn’t get too bad, but picking up my crap is my job.
I think I’m going to wander upstairs and take a hot bath, watch a movie, relax with a magazine.