Where do I begin? I caught a cold back in September...I'm sure stress had something to do with it. Regardless, this little cold would stay a few days and disappear for one day and come back worse and stay and leave and come back again. By November I had no choice but to finally break down and go see my doctor. I put it off because most of the time, they can't do anything for a cold. However, this one had been around too long and I was desperate for help. The first round of medicine didn't work so I made my way back to Margaret in December...chest x-rays were normal but I had developed Pleurisy so they gave me another round of antibiotics and a 10 day supply of prednisone. Amazingly, I got better but, unfortunately, I cracked a rib during my recovery while coughing. Cracked ribs hurt...BAD! Having spent the last few months sick and tired and not wanting to do anything-I was super happy when I finally felt like doing things again. So having missed Christmas and New Years Eve weekends doing nothing but sleep, I found myself acting like a kid on the weekend when the first Holiday of the year came around I got to take a day off work. I was creative...and domestic...two things that really aren't in my nature. I woke up early on Monday and headed out of the house to gather the many items I would need for my planned activities. I came home...sprayed the oven with Oven Off, pulled out my sewing machine (YES, I have one), I gathered some tile, and measured and cut some material, I went through boxes in the basement to find the perfect things for my new office desk, I painted one project and sewed things with the machine. I was productive in every sense of the word and I was HAPPY! My oven is CLEAN...I cleaned it ONLY because I had to. A long story short: Richard insisted on using the self clean option months ago and I told him that if he did that he would need to clean it out when it was done. He didn't clean it so I left the junk that collected on the bottom in an effort to "teach him a lesson." Lesson didn't work; oven caught on fire! I made pillows to help cover the damage Dora did to our sofa. I painted a magnet board for the office. I actually shortened my new temple dress on my own and man does it look AWESOME. I made a tile sign for my friends daughter who is getting baptized on Saturday. I put the finishing touches on the new office desk we bought and it actually looks good-I even found some metal stars shoved in the back of a closet that I bought 2 years ago and hung them on the wall. I mean, I really did a ton of stuff and I can't get over how cool it all turned out to be. Even the oven-I could eat on the surface if I wanted too. Life is good and I'm glad I'm finally better and can't wait til my rib heals.
