It's Sunday and I'm not feeling that good.
All of my house guests have left and my husband is on a business trip.
I'm alone.
I love my alone time. This is something I am not ashamed or shy of admitting.
When Frank left this morning he said,"Enjoy your time completely alone. It will be a nice change of pace for you."
What can I say? The man knows me.
I imagined myself accomplishing all sorts of things today:
wrapping presents and getting boxes ready to ship
Of course, going to church and attending choir practice for the choir I recently joined after literally years of saying I should join the choir
Making turkey soup out of the gallons of broth that I have taking up all the space in my refrigerator as well as every bowl and pitcher that I own
getting the laundry done that I need for work tomorrow
and maybe even watching a show or two that I enjoy
I admit that I have wrapped a few gifts.
I've been keeping boxes and packages stacked up in my laundry room just waiting for a time when Frank wasn't home so I could wrap them! Then when I opened them today I discovered that two of them were prescription medications and not gifts at all! So, I didn't have as much wrapping to do as I thought. But at least I won't run out of medicine.
The broth, sadly, still sits untouched in the fridge. But the day is not over by a long shot so I still have hope for myself. Not a lot of hope, but some.
No laundry. It's not a hard job and yet I just haven't done it.
Missed church and choir due to the "feeling unwell" thing. I probably could have forced myself out the door but I needed a mental health day and a day to sit and feel unwell.
I have, on the other hand, watched LOTS of shows that I like. Or that I thought I might like. Or that looked vaguely promising.
I'm back on my diet after using Thanksgiving and my mother's death as an excuse to eat whatever I wanted as my husband remained strong and dropped several more pounds. It hasn't been easy today to eat healthy food when I'm here alone with boxes and boxes of Trader Joe's JoJo cookies (meant to be neighbor gifts). But so far so good. My body will thank me eventually. I have been feeling really good up until the lapse at Thanksgiving. My body is so much happier without sugar and gluten and with a few veggies here and there. I'm trying to remember that as I sit and think of those JoJos.
I may yet end this day having accomplished something. Or not. But so far it has been a splendid day that I am enjoying most thoroughly.
