Barbaraj
supremo
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- Jul 23, 2018
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A quiet start to my Sunday, with more rainy drizzle out there. Husband has jetted off for his regular Sunday "boot camp" workout and I, of course, am still lounging around in my bathrobe. I slept well last night until about 4:30 and then turned in bed, stiffened up my body and-argh--both of my legs cramped up requiring me to swing my legs (and, boy, that is hard when you're sleepy and stiff) out of bed and stand up and go slowly marching around, very carefully in the dark, to relieve those cramps. I crawled back into bed and did manage to get back to sleep for awhile, and got up again at 6:30. I know we need sleep, it is restorative and all that, but getting out of bed in the morning is still a challenge for me. I hope the healing I'm allegedly experiencing during the night outweighs the stiffness and weakness I feel when crawling out of bed.
Last night's event was fine--they do a good job of starting and ending things on time so that we were on our way home by 9:45 (I was beginning to droop by then, to say nothing about how twitchy I was feeling after sitting on folding chair, padded seat notwithstanding). Folks attending the event mostly did decide to dress in 70's garb, lots of bell bottoms, ugly and very loud polyester shirts with big collars, some glitter and BIG hair. I felt very nerdy (but comfortable) in my non-70's garb and despite @bickypeg's sweet comments to the contrary, I was happily invisible. The dinner/auction was in support of an organization that provides skiing and other outdoor activities for folks with disabilities so most of the stuff on offer at the auction, both silent and live items, was sports themed so no temptations to buy stuff I didn't need. I was home, in bed and asleep around 10:30.
Well, despite the urge to stay home and loll around in my nightwear all day (always a delightful prospect, in my opinion) I will get dressed shortly, do PT exercises and hoof it to the gym. Despite some folks thinking I "love" exercise, it's just that I am a creature of habit and have a healthy Puritan fear of guilt if I'm not compliant with "the program". Then home after that to do laundry and while away the afternoon with an Edmund Crispin mystery. He only wrote a few--boo, hoo--and I'm on the last one! Time to hit the library next week and load up my Kindle again.
Happy Sunday!
Last night's event was fine--they do a good job of starting and ending things on time so that we were on our way home by 9:45 (I was beginning to droop by then, to say nothing about how twitchy I was feeling after sitting on folding chair, padded seat notwithstanding). Folks attending the event mostly did decide to dress in 70's garb, lots of bell bottoms, ugly and very loud polyester shirts with big collars, some glitter and BIG hair. I felt very nerdy (but comfortable) in my non-70's garb and despite @bickypeg's sweet comments to the contrary, I was happily invisible. The dinner/auction was in support of an organization that provides skiing and other outdoor activities for folks with disabilities so most of the stuff on offer at the auction, both silent and live items, was sports themed so no temptations to buy stuff I didn't need. I was home, in bed and asleep around 10:30.
Well, despite the urge to stay home and loll around in my nightwear all day (always a delightful prospect, in my opinion) I will get dressed shortly, do PT exercises and hoof it to the gym. Despite some folks thinking I "love" exercise, it's just that I am a creature of habit and have a healthy Puritan fear of guilt if I'm not compliant with "the program". Then home after that to do laundry and while away the afternoon with an Edmund Crispin mystery. He only wrote a few--boo, hoo--and I'm on the last one! Time to hit the library next week and load up my Kindle again.
Happy Sunday!