For those of you who are actively engaged in the working world, happy hump day. Now that I’m retired I can look back and remember that Wednesday mornings were always the time in the cubicle from Hades when I realized that I could, indeed, make it to Friday. What a crappy way to live – wishing your weeks away. Being retired is infinitely more rewarding. Except for that economic tanking issue, but, life isn’t perfect kids.
At 7:00 a.m. this wonderful Wednesday morning and again at 7:30 a.m. I have a grueling appointment with Torquemada, Physical Torturer First Class. He’s doing amazing things to help me regain the full use of my shoulder — I’m not sure why my hand faces in the opposite direction, but I have faith Torquemada can find an exercise for that too. Since taking over from Agador Spartacus, Torquemada has now successfully made my right leg longer than my left which will be most helpful to me in the future as I continue to go in circles in my life. BTW, do you have any idea what your body wishes to do when your physical therapist pushes both of your knees at the same time up into your stomach? Oh, let me tell you how thankful I am on a regular basis that I Never eat beans or broccoli on the evening prior to physical torture sessions. ‘Nuff said.
I saw my family doctor Tuesday who applauded my amazing progress back from this injury and the fact that the back spasms were letting up so much that I was even able to stroll around our local mall the other day. I smiled at him and sweetly requested another prescription for Valium, thank you. Thank God for drugs that work. Ya know how in all this get healthy environment the advice lately has been that we all need more sleep? Well, sweeties, just get a prescription for Valium, take 2 after lunch and I guarantee you the next thing you know it’s about 6 pm and you feel rested and happy. Works on an almost daily basis for me.
As for EmmaLou, she is slowly becoming more of her old bad self. She has lately eaten books, destroyed a few magazines, ate a hole in my favorite quilt, and shredded enough newspaper to fill twenty guinea pig cages. She is back to her usual counter surfing and eating the plastic caps to anything. I bought her a new fluffy toy – an adorable white and black cow. It is now in pieces and will no doubt end up in a picture soon so you can see the damages — for right now the destruction is just too graphic. I mean honestly the first thing EmmaLou did was chew off the poor cow’s ears. This dog just has no respect for her toys.
I hope all of you have a lovely Wednesday — it’s almost Friday — you can do this. I, on the other hand celebrate Friday every day, snicker, snicker.