Small Goals

I slept quite late this morning.  I didn't go to bed until midnight last night, which is way past my usual bedtime.  Saw the Heberts yesterday and ate some delicious food.  Then I traveled north, and spent the evening with the Doucets.  It was good to see lots of family.  Ate some more!  It was a good Christmas day.

I still have to fight the desire to stay at home.  But the desire to stay home is smaller than it once was.  At least I don't have to steel up my courage to leave.  

I had thought that I would be able to work out my joint stiffness and fatigue, that I would see small increases in my energy level and joint movement by now.  But I'm not seeing any improvement.  I'm coming to the conclusion that physical progress may take a long time.  It could take months before I feel limber and energetic again.  My joints are still stiff, especially in the evening. If anyone saw me climbing up my steps last night, they probably would have concluded that I was intoxicated. It was not a graceful climb. And I get so tired sometimes that doing little things (like standing up) takes a lot of effort, but I don't want to just sit, either.

I've been thinking that it would be good to have something simple to keep me occupied during these times.  I've been looking for something easy to do, something that is neither physically demanding nor mentally challenging.  I saw a program about crocheting hats that seemed to be just the ticket.  They're easy to do, relatively quick projects that don't take a lot of concentration.  I had a skein of yarn and a crochet hook, but the crochet hook was designed for working with crochet thread, and it too small to work with yarn.  I figured Lois had some hooks, and when I asked her, she loaded me up.  She loaned me some crochet hooks, and she gave me enough yarn to crochet a roof for my house. (Okay, maybe that's a slight exaggeration.  But I think I could crochet a cover for my car with it.)  Anyway, I hope that having something like this to do will be a good activity for the evening when I run out of steam.

Life is all about timing... the unreachable becomes reachable, the unavailable become available, the unattainable... attainable. Have the patience, wait it out. It's all about timing.  ~~Stacey Charter