The Weather

Out of sorts

I hate the rain

Despite its’ nourishment of the soil

Gray and dreariness

Drag me down

Into a pit of emptiness

Too much time to think

And what am I thinking about?  I hope to get my cast off tomorrow. But I fear I have not been in this thing long enough.  I fell on 11/11 so a mere month and change is not the requisite six weeks which Dr. Google says I will need.  I am at a point of being driven batty.  It is super gross!! I want to sanitize my arm and put lotion on my hand.

Ugh, I already have these tendencies that are now being pushed to an extreme.  And of course my arm hurts! But I blame the weather and this dang cast.  Maybe it has been on too long!!!! I begged B to get the saw from the barn but he refused.  Told me to take a chill pill because I was being ridiculous.  Better living through chemistry and all that good stuff. Tick Tock J-Dub, not like you’re pacing and counting the hours anyway.

As always, more to come.