Today I love knowing I’m alive, even if I know it because of the pain I’m in. I love that I’ve taken the forbidden medication and soon the pain will be just a dull constant ache. I love that when I say forbidden medication there are those who believe I’m indulging in some illegal drug, but no, it is the prescription medication that I was given that now clashes with one of my new medications in a very minor way and so I am able to take it once or twice a week when the arthritis gets angry like when I’ve been crawling around in tight spaces pulling wire in the garage attic or putting subfloor in under the stairs. I love that the pain makes me move, though I’m not really a very sedentary kind of guy. I love that I have been more sedentary in the last couple of years and yet I still don’t get to read as much as I would like to, darned old Netflix! I love that I keep outlasting things like some of my more supposedly durable tools, man I am tough. I love that I am trying not to acquire more tools as I contemplate slowing down, but every time one of them breaks it’s right in the middle of me doing something and I end up buying a new one so I can finish the job, must be some kind of sign about how much longer I’ll be around, eh?
Today I love that breakfast plans were made last night and then when it came time to put those plans into motion there was missing ingredients and so we had an impromptu cold cereal breakfast instead and now we’re looking to replenish the homemade porridge pot by tomorrow morning so as to keep ourselves on track and up to date. I love that we have rearranged our lives and our schedules and they seem to be working out very well. I love that we are happy in isolation, even if we’re not happy to be in isolation.
Today I love plans to make banana bread tomorrow or Saturday. I love that I made bread the other day and though we go through it much quicker than we do the store bought bread, it still feels better for us. I love thinking about how easy it is to decline bread when it was bought from a store and how easy it is to justify just one more slice when it was made here at home. I love making the effort to keep up with supplying our new found love of snacks now that the snacks in question are baked goods instead of junk food.
Today I love drinking coffee and writing this blog before I start into my day of hard work fueled by that same coffee and my forbidden medication, where’s that damned hammer?