Ouch

Ready for some whining?
I know.  I'm sorry.
This blog is kind of a downer right now.

But here we go anyway...

I drive a lot right now: to and from Boston, driving Carter here and there, general errands.  Mostly its the Boston thing though.  That's new for me to drive a couple of hours each day.  And I'm using Frank's car instead of my van now.  His car sits lower and the seats lean differently or something...

Anway, I am in pain all the time now!

I have sciatic nerve pain that is getting worse by the day.  Getting in and out of the car is torture.  It hurts when I walk, when I sit, when I sleep.  Ok, all the time.

And I have a shoulder that has bothered me for a long time.  I have a chronic bursitis.  But now that I'm driving all the time and my arm is up at that driving angle (yes, I try to change it up), my shoulder is hurting all the time too!

I'm going to the chiropractor today to see if I can get some relief from the sciatic pain.  And honestly, I just have got to make time for exercise.  I don't do that at all right now.  I always think it would help my stress level and heaven knows it would help me physically but I'm so tired that I don't do it.  But it's gotta be done.

Frank is in the hospital in pain and getting chemo and he's exercising more than me.  pathetic.

So, that's my new goal and I sure as heck hope it helps with this pain or Frank's beloved car is getting traded in for something that sits higher!

 (ok, probably not)

Selling a house

Selling a house is a tiring thing.
Really its just about keeping rooms clean, laundry done, dishes put away.  In theory these things should be done all the time, right?
But gosh apparently we don't do that normally because doing them everyday is such a TASK.
I've quit sorting laundry so we'll be having some dingy dingy whites soon.
I do one big load each day...whatever is dirty goes in and gets washed!
I also do one load of Frank's clothes for the day since his clothes have to be washed separately.
Since there are so few of us and I do so little cooking the dishes are a little easier but somehow my children are incapable of looking into the dishwasher to see if it is empty or has dirty dishes so their dishes tend to go into the sink.  This makes me want to strangle them, by the way.  (I'm on edge)
Regular sweeping and vacuuming.
Checking mirrors and touching them up.
Washing sinks.
and I've become a believer in those daily shower sprays (whether they work or not they make me feel like I'm cleaning the tub and shower)

Then after all that is done you can go on your way for the day.
Do I skip some of these steps occasionally?
you betcha.
But not for long.  Not like I used to before my house selling days.

Frank is much less motivated or stressed about selling the house than I am.  He figures it will happen when it happens.
I, on the other hand, am constantly saying "someone needs to buy this house" and other similar comments.

After looking at my daily list I think I know why.

One of my favorite

This is one of my favorite pictures of Frank and I

That's all.