Ok. We didn’t have the plague. We had infections and viruses. But it sure felt that we had something that was going to kill us.
The last two months haven’t been easy for the fam-jam here. It has been one thing after another after another. Sometimes I feel like the universe has planted a “kick me” sign on my back.
But we’re all recovering now, and once I get some energy (right now, I’m like Baymax with the low battery) I’m going to be making changes and getting things done. Yes, I need to make sure that I don’t overdo it (yay fibro) but I’m going to get things that I’ve had to put off because of one thing or another health wise done.
Of course, this doesn’t help with mental health, because being in physical distress does wonders for wearing down your ability to cope with even the small things that normally would be easy to deal with.
Yes I know that this sounds a bit “woe is me”. It’s really not meant to. More just a recounting of what my life has been like lately. We’re rebounding and hopefully will be back to normal soon.
So, friends, take care of yourselves.