Sooo, I had my knee surgery on the 24th of August. Fun times, let me just tell you. Since I am definitely going to need surgery on my left knee and will probably need more surgery (in the form of a knee replacement) on my right, I thought it best to write to my future self. I am not a patient person and this surgery/recovery is definitely a test of the patience I do have. The note is a pep talk to future self from an optimistic me….(note that I still walk with a limp, I still can’t drive, and it still hurts a lot, but I have faith it will heal – at least until the next surgery). Continue reading
When the title has the word “puhlease” in it, you know you’re in for a treat. You can’t help but read it with an exaggerated Valley Girl-esque lilt and an eye roll. It’s impossible.
So today, after not getting much sleep again last night and inwardly grouching about my knee and dealing with an upset stomach (thank you very much Papa John’s pizza which I have not had in decades and now I know why), I was pretty much a bear. Not the protective mama bear type, but more the “don’t get in my way or talk to me or look at me or breathe the wrong way” type. Wish you’d been here don’t you?
I have a habit of being discontent. I have a habit of not finding the joy in everything. Instead, I tend to see the piles of laundry, the stress of homeschooling, the to-do list a mile a long and I, well, freeze. I stop doing, I stop seeking out happiness, and I become, well, even more discontent. And, wow, do I become a joy to be around.
Bet you’re wondering what. in. the. world. this article is about, aren’t you? Admit it. You’re now envisioning salsa recipes and, well, Satan. And a love child. Well, I won’t keep you in suspense any longer. This article is about….
It’s been an interesting week. Interesting in a kind of “seriously wth is wrong with people” kind of way. I’m sure you’ve had those kinds of weeks, right? (Just say right.)