After 5 days of the heating pad, ibuprophen and muscle cream, I've given up. It is what it is. My neck and shoulder do have moments of fooling me into a false sense of being healed. But alas, the reality is something different. So I've decided to let nature take it's course. All things heal in time.
But time is the one thing I didn't really want to lose. I was on a roll. I was feeling great. I was proud of my accomplishments and looking forward to steaming ahead til all was done. Crap.
For the past 3 nights I have gone to bed feeling pretty good; visions of getting back to the duties at hand; laying out plans for continuing with the rest of the house cleaning-decluttering day by day. Only within a few hours after getting out of bed, reality strikes again. No - better not attempt that today.
Well thank God it hasn't interferred with spinning or knitting. At least I can still do that without much after effects of pain. And, as you can see, I can still type! Hehehe. Only this does cause more discomfort.
BH and I walked to the back yard on Thursday. We were going to pick the apples. "Ehh, let's pick one, cut it open, taste it and see if it's 'apple-ee' enough", was my suggestion. So we did just that. Nope. Not 'apple-ee' enough. Well, we'll take our chances and leave them on the tree for another week or two. We made that mistake some years ago, the first time the tree bore fruit. Picked too soon; we didn't taste them; went ahead and prepared them for the freezer. Made our own apple pie for Thanksgiving. No taste! No apple-ee taste! What a disappointment. Ahh, but the next time, we left them on the tree until the frost. Perfect!! Very "apple-ee"!!
We had 2 good frosts last week -- 28 and 21 degrees. It didn't do any damage to the apples. So here's hoping that by next week, they'll be good to go. And so will I.
crafting on: bunty mitts and wee hats
1 month ago