2015 has thus far ground me to a halt. I had surgery one week into this new year and it has kept me busy sitting in a rocking chair, binge watching “Murder, She Wrote,” enjoying days alone in my house way too much and not wearing anything with a button on my waist band.
This has been more difficult to bounce back from that I had envisioned. So I am learning a lesson about knowing my limits while grounded from my usual life. I won’t pretend I am not enjoying it. Being at my house by myself is one of my favorite things that I never get to experience. (In fact I’ve probably become a little too used to it.) But not being able to do or fix or implement the projects in my brain has been frustrating. Let’s just say my Pinterest consumption has reach the point of self torture in that I have a plethora of time but I can’t physically take implement them. I’m grounded!
We’ve had some nice weather that I have enjoyed from my back porch swing and the screen door. But I’m itching to be out in my garden turning up the ground but according to my hospital release sheets that’s a big no-no. I have contemplated the state of my closet and its inherent lack of storage and poor planning. I’d love to be building the new layout I designed but that is not of the list of approved activities either. FYI I also have a plan for the laundry room.
I have enjoyed afternoon naps, days by a warm fire, songbirds, books, and drawing and painting. I’ve cleared my mind and let it wander. I’m not entirely sure how I’m to return to my real life.