February 1

Well, it was February first and we here in Michigan were still waiting for winter to start. Wednesday (the first) was yet another day with some sun and the highs in the mid 40’s.

I had coffee for breakfast and then took a shower. My friend B___ called and said if I wasn’t busy, he’d like to stop by for a visit. (Ummm... busy doing what?)

So, he got here around noon and we chatted for a couple of hours. He kept asking if there was something I needed from the store or done around the house. Finally, I asked him to put the Christmas decorations and my suitcase up in the attic. He also checked out and adjusted my back brace so I could wear it sitting down (it’s still terribly uncomfortable, though).

I kept offering him coffee and he kept turning me down, not wanting to chance any bathroom urges on the long way home, I guess.

After he left, the house seemed empty. So, I thought I’d make some soup (anything to keep busy and not to “think” so much). You’d be surprised at how depressing one’s thoughts can get when you are home alone for an extended period of time.

However, there was a problem. My back really hurt. So, I got as far as peeling the potatoes (I thought potato soups sounded good) while sitting on the bed. Next would have been dicing onions and celery, but I had to give up. Its not gonna happen today. I covered the potatoes with water and stuck them in the fridge.

Instead, I made a peanut butter sandwich for dinner and ate that watching the nightly news. I alternated between the chair and the bed the rest of the night, never really finding a position that didn’t hurt.