Yesterday (Thursday; I had to keep reminding myself, because I am in kind of a weird time warp) was a true blogger’s sick day. I impulsively went out to dinner; I shall not say where, because my stomach started to bother me before I left. I managed to walk home, barely managed to get my leftovers in the fridge, and somehow made it back to the couch to lie down, where I could not move again. Eventually I went upstairs and got into bed, shedding my clothing, which had been bothering me but which I could not bring myself to move enough to remove (do NOT say TMI!). What a whiny paragraph! But I am sure anybody who has suffered a stomach bug can understand.
Now I am lounged on my couch, sipping tea and wishing there was bread in the house for some toast (that’ll teach me to put off grocery shopping), and thinking I could probably manage a Throwback Thursday post.
Yikes!
I throw back to a very snowy March 2017. For one reason, I feel very thankful the snow I have been brushing off my (only one) car and shoveling out of my driveway (only from the back of said car to the street) (and a shovel-width on the sidewalk in front of the house) is nowhere near this deep. Then I remember this is January and that was March, and I fear for my future. But I try not to worry about these things.
All hands on deck!
I have not cleared off my deck, either of the junk that was sitting on it last fall or the snow that has fallen on it since. This, also, is March 2017, when we had at least put some of the junk, uh, I mean, decorations, away. Life was so much better with a husband, but I do not mean to begin whining again. I must look back with thanks for when I had him and move forward with what courage and grace I can muster. Didn’t that sound fine? What I am really going to do is shuffle along as best as I can and try not to complain too much. But now I am veering into half-baked philosophy better suited to Lame Post Friday. Yes, that is today, but I hope to make a Lame Post Friday post later.
Isn’t he a cheery fellow?
To end on a more upbeat note, I add a picture of a neighborhood snowman from January 2023. It actually may be warm enough for snowman building today. If my stomach cooperates, perhaps I will build one of my own. That would make a good blog post. And I thank you kindly for reading this one.
Mohawk Valley Girl 