A lot going on around here, more than I care for. The father and the sister both had cancer surgery, made out really well, but it was still cancer. I'm rehabbing after back surgery, the time I spent down really took it's toll. I had a ruptured disc, did it sitting on the commode, turned for something and felt it go. I need to come up with a better story, like it happened wrestling a group of terrorists trying to abduct a busload of preschoolers? Doing P/T here at home, the gal comes twice a week, can't believe how hard these simple exercises are. The father in law isn't adjusting well to life alone, 62 years of marriage will do that, breaks my heart.
I got off of all the social media like Facebook, hard to sit here and see what others are doing? Envy and such feelings really aren't aren't my style, but I was beginning to struggle with the things I saw my friends were doing, I didn't like it. Going to start blogging here again, working on gathering info for a project I'm interested in, even if it goes no further it will stimulate my brain, so that's a good thing. I will miss it, but it was starting to depress me more than it made me smile.