Well, I'm off to a great start! LOL I was going to talk last night about how wonderful it is to be on spring break and have some time to catch up on a few projects. Then I became distracted by a stabbing pain in my shoulder and I spent the rest of the night and much of the early morning hours paying attention to it instead. A sure sign that I am just getting old- I can't remember doing anything at all to hurt my shoulder. The only action remotely connected to those muscles was opening two windows when I came home from work. Other than that, I only recall sitting at the computer and getting a nagging ache in my upper shoulder. Finally bothered me enough so that I quit typing. In another hour or so I could barely grit my teeth and sit upright. Spent quite a while under the heating pad, slept upright on the couch, and finally was able to go to bed at 2:00am. Up at 5:00 with the cat, and here I am. Still aches a bit, but tolerable. I'm hoping that some Tylenol, coffee, and gentle movement will get me back to my old self.
I'm still happy to be on spring break! I watched one of those reports on points south where college "kids" go to get drunk and throw up. Not my idea of a break. With all the problems created by that tradition you'd think it would die out and be replaced by something a bit more sane. But people have been stupid for thousands of years. Progress is slow.
I did have some serious thoughts about the ocean when I saw that report. The one thing this California girl misses from time to time is the sound and smell of the ocean. I love Oklahoma and I never miss California enough to entertain even a remote thought about returning for good, but I surely do need an "ocean fix" now and then. The ocean isn't just a place, it's more like an old friend or a favorite aunt that you just have to visit once in a while. Since I can't go this week I may have to drag out some photos and look at them. I used to actually have a tape recording of the sound of the waves! Can you buy those?
My oldest daughter moved this week. She is excited to have more space and to be closer to her daughter's school. I'm glad things are going well for her, but I don't want to even think about moving again for a few years. It's funny- even though I've moved so many times, I always think "this is the last time I'm going to do this!". We've been in this house for a year now and it's just beginning to really feel like home.
Well, no exciting events or thought provoking ideas today. Just a sense of relief at having awakened in less pain. That's a good start and I'll just be grateful. Have a great day!