While life isn't very exciting around here these days, we are doing some stuff.
On Saturday Tom finally took down the outside Christmas lights and now all of Christmas is stuffed back in the attic.
Sunday we needed an outing, so we drove to several places along the sound. First stop, Seahurst Park, where we found lots of people out walking dogs and kids. We found an empty handicap parking space and claimed it long enough to get out of the car and walk around just a bit, me with my stick and Tom's arm for support.
Then we drove to a nearby Starbucks for a drive through treat. We talked about the news as we enjoyed our lattes.
We took the scenic, sound shore route south to the Des Moines Marina, where we enjoyed the views and walked a little bit more.
It was good to get out for a while.
Monday is house cleaning and laundry day. I did some dusting and sorted and folded the laundry. I am also getting my own breakfast (pouring my own juice and cereal, no big deal) and lunch, help with cooking dinner, and I'm getting up and downstairs by myself.
Tom says I am getting too independent. I am just trying to lighten his load and be helpful. It also gives me a reason to be moving.
Then I get back in my recliner to ice my hip, which today was telling me I might have done a bit too much. I try to ice five or six times a day.
Today while I was sedentary, I went through all of this year's Christmas cards, taking time to re-read all of the letters and take pleasure in them a second time around before sending most of them to recycling. I also enjoyed my blooming amaryllis, which was glowing in the sunlight streaming in through the window.
Recovery is coming along well, and life is good enough.