I've learned over the years that sometimes, when you make concrete plans, God has other plans. That's what happened this school vacation week.
My back was a bit iffy this past Friday, and by Saturday morning, the pain from my back and knee was terrible, 12 on a scale of 1 - 10.
I walked very slowly and quietly around the back yard over the weekend, and took Bobby for a walk in his stroller yesterday. Not a power walk, but a slow one; I was unsteady, too.
Today it's cold and rainy which is my favorite weather, but not for walking, not this week.
I've done nothing that I'd planned, nothing. Today is the first day that I even thought about going out into my cottage to craft at all.
It's going to be a bitch to get out of this mental ditch I'm in. Because I'm back in it, deep.
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