Sometimes it seems the day blows by so fast and I was barely able to keep up with the absolute necessities. I stayed up late Tues night working on my website. Last night, while dh watched Blood Diamond- which turned out to be a really good movie – I typed up my youngest daughter’s poems. We’re having two copies bound and one donated to the Candlelighter’s dinner auction at the end of April. She’s very excited.
So, I did that, then we went to bed and I did something I knew was a mistake, but I couldn’t stop myself. Craig brought home from Borders, Predatory Game by Christine Feehan. My husband loves me. *twinkle*
I began that and I gotta say, it didn’t take long to fall in love with Jess Calhoun. Of course, being wheelchair bound myself, I keep reading about his awesome strength and workout regimen and thinking, hell, I know exercise is good for me. Why don’t I do more of it?
Then I try to imagine fitting it into my schedule with my fatigue levels. I have therapy twice a week and right now they are getting me to walk with Swedish Knee Cages so I don’t hyper extend. It’s been a couple of years since I walked so much. If I devoted each day for a month or so to working out, I’d be doing really good.
Instead, I am devoted to sitting in my recliner and writing on book 3. And having a very hard time regretting it. lol