Today had less of what I wanted to get done. Less writing. Less walking. Less getting things read on the internet.
I did get out and walk around the yard. It was snowing big fat flakes. By the time I was getting tired the sun was warm on my face. It was not a long walk. That was the way of the weather today, it was switching from windy to cloudy then sleet, then snow, and back again within minutes. The walk was fun. But fibro flares were killing me. Kali was so excited in the snow and didn’t want to go into the house.
Even knitting was less. I think I got a row or two on the sock.
I made a group lunch, pressure cooker beans, and rice cooker brown rice. I made sure to put veggies in. It was good. It felt healthy.
Then a nap took over. Teddy and Kali decided to sleep really close to me. It was kind of cute until the jealousy took over and they tried to claim me.
So how did I get to this end of the day and have no idea what happened to the rest of the day that isn’t listed here? Has anyone else had that happen lately?
What Day Is It Anyway? And where did it go?
Darswords 
I was so busy yesterday that I still have to write yesterday’s #WDIIA …So I shall have two to write today 💜
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My day was like that yesterday (Tuesday) because I had previously planned to go to Dad’s for lunch, got up later than usual, so that cut my day in half. All I managed was one blog post, some small household chores and caught up on emails. Lame, I know. No exercise unless you count 4 or 5 games of pool with my dad. He is amazing for 85 with Parkinson’s, that man can still play a mean game of pool!!
I don’t know, it seems like a good day playing pool with your dad. What a treasure! My grandfather had Parkinson’s. Towards his end, our grandmother had Alzheimer’s. It was great as long as they were able to get around. I treasure all our time together. Nowadays medical help is better for both diseases. Grandpa had the first awake brain surgery to help with the tremors that anyone had heard of. He was very enthusiastic about it. He went back into his shop and continued making cabinets. ❤ ❤ ❤
Wow! That’s what I’m hoping happens for my dad, but if he has dementia at all, I don’t know if they can do anything about it. It’s all so frustrating. He can’t talk anymore, he gets frustrated at everything (and I get that), and simple tasks are a major pain now. I just want to find him help. Now that we are going through this pandemic, I can’t even get his dr to call me back! 😡
Oh, how frustrating. I was a teen to young parent as my grandfather went through all that. It must have been very hard on my mother and her siblings as they tried to take care of both of their parents issues. I hadn’t thought of it so personally. I do know that when I read Les Miserables I saw Jean Valjean as my grandpa and it broke my heart. I couldn’t even see the words of the last few chapters through the tears. And yes, I am sure it is so much worse for you now. The medical teams are so busy. And I know as I am getting older and thing stop working–like not being able to crochet anymore, I get upset. If I can’t remember a word or name, or express my thought coherently, I want to throw things. I can’t imagine how your father must feel and how your empathy to him hurts you as well. Thank you for my new understanding. ❤
I’m glad you understand. I’m sorry you get frustrated too, but I understand. When you reach a certain age, it seems we keep getting things taken away, like my ability to work in the yard like I used to. I have the energy, yet my bad knees won’t fare well if I overdo it. My problem is once I get started I can’t stop, lol.
I’m like that too. Fibro teaches me moderation and less! Every time I overdo and am stuck in bed for two week!
I want some brown rice now. That sounds good. With veggies. Mmhm. Thanks!
You’re welcome! It is yummy and healthy! Glad I could help! 🙂