Today is my last day at home before returning to work tomorrow. It is a bitter sweet time. I am glad to be putting the past few months behind me and looking forward to being more consistently healthy and, if I’m lucky, never having another surgery. I am also glad to be almost completely back to normal, as far as activity goes, with just some avoidance of heavy lifting for a while longer. I am not thrilled to be returning to my daily cubicle, but it is a necessary evil to have the life we have and do the things we do. I am also very sad to have to leave my dogs every day, again. The time I have gotten to spend with them has been a silver lining in the dark clouds of my recovery, and I imagine I will have some separation anxiety to deal with for a while.
Rather than sit and sulk the day away, I decided to be super productive, the way people like me are when it’s the final hour and deadlines are looming. I probably did more projects today than I have done in 8 weeks. Besides laundry, dishes, dusting and sweeping, I also reorganized our cupboards and buffets to make room for this nifty new set of dishes we bought in Lake Placid this past weekend:
This led to sorting and organizing our linens (table clothes, napkins and runners) candles, and coasters. Then I re-sorted my towel closets, our bedroom closet, and the bed linen closet upstairs. Then I moved all the medical supplies we’ve been using from our master bathroom to the guest bathroom (aka, “the pharmacy”.) Then I re-alphebetized all our DVDs and cleaned out and sorted a few drawers. Then I took the door of the comic book room crawl space and used our jigsaw to trim a half an inch of the bottom (yeah, I just typed that) so the door wouldn’t scrape across the carpeting, as it has done since we moved in. Then I had to vacuum all the saw dust off the back porch. Then I put the door back on its hinges, and put a shelf up in the comic book room before heading back down stairs to finish up some odds and ends.
While I was doing all of this, I was composing blog posts about building homes and families. Then I decided to do two separate posts: one about homes, one about families. Now I am not writing about either.
My doctor’s appointment is in 2 hours. I will get my “walking papers” which I will need to return to work tomorrow. Jim will get home from India at the end of the week. I won’t be seeing him for another week, but I’m glad he’ll at least be back in the country and only a couple hours away. Jeffrey has texted me and promised to have tacos ready for dinner when I get home. Harvey and Rita Mae are laying quietly on my lap, unaware that this time together is coming to an end.
All in all, I’m thinking the good far outweighs the bad in my life.