I have been so busy packing, finishing up the work on my mother's estate, and battling sickness that I haven't even felt like opening my computer.
Last week I woke up in the middle of the night with my arm killing me. I knew I must have pulled something packing so I got up in the dark to get some Tylenol. When I did I jammed my toe into a packed box.
I had three choices. I could burst into tears, cuss, or start laughing hysterically. In the heat of the moment I think I may have done all three.
Thank goodness I already had an appointment with the doctor the next day for what I knew was a sinus infection.
Diagnosis was yes, a sinus infection, a strained tendon in my arm, and I told him not to bother looking at my toe as there wasn't anything to be done about it anyway.
He told me to go home, take my antibiotic, and rest. The antibiotic taking was easy. Resting, not so much.
I am next in line for an apartment in Atlanta so I am waiting for a call. Once she calls me I have to move in 30 days. It takes me a lot longer to pack than it used to, which is why there are boxes stacked all over my apartment.
Meanwhile, I am trying to sell off everything in my booth as I won't be having a booth in Atlanta, and to add insult to injury I got a jury summons notice for February 28. My doctor has written a letter to try and get me excused, but I have to show up that day and present it to the judge.
My father used to say "life gets teejus (tedious)". He sure was right.