Good Day Incoming

Sunday was quite the lovely day. We took a short walk in the morning, but we walked the Elder Cedar trail in the afternoon. The rest of the day passed easily and pleasantly because it was a nice bright day. I even did some yard work, but not much because I got too tired. I hope to do more today.

Grayson did not come yesterday but he will be here today. Yesterday would have been a great day for him to work because it was bright and sunny, but today and all the rest of the week looks amazing. We’re getting endless sunshine for a while and temperatures will reach as High as 18°! Hooray!

Yesterday, I got outside to do yard work. I had a large pile of crap left over from the bomb cyclone months ago. It was too wet to burn, so I had to shovel it all into the wheelbarrow and schlep it into the backyard dump. It was overwhelmingly exhausting, but I persevered, taking breaks to recover my breath.

Now all the branches, cones and tons of needles are gone and I’m ready to call Gabriola Disposal to have all the shite from the sheds taken to the dump. Once they come to take all the crap I’ve piled in the driveway, my front yard will once again look like I care about keeping Pinecone Park looking tidy.

And all the remaining work is for Grayson. I will attend to raking the lawns, the courtyard and the driveway when he is finished. That’s light work that I can do. Otherwise, the rest is for him, and then I call Henri to come to clean up the garden beds. And today is a gorgeous day. I’m glad Grayson can work in dry sunny weather.

I’ll be sawing some branches today. I’ll be using my girlie chain saw and not sawing my hand. When that is done, I plan to take the siding off one of the woodsheds to increase air circulation inside. Grayson will use the siding I remove to widen the roof to keep rain off the wood.

It’s going to be a good day!

And Repeat...

 Saturday was like every day before it. There were the dog walks, the meals, the naps and the odd little bit of yard work in the afternoon because it was so spectacularly sunny. And in the evening, as happens every night, I escaped into the story of a lovely film.

And today is My Day. The week flew by and it’s the day of the week without ‘shoulds’ again. It shall unfold as we please. Soon we’ll be going for our morning walk, and the rest of the day will be the same as yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that, etcetera. It’s not raining, and it feels like it might turn nice and sunny again this afternoon, so perhaps some outdoor work with happen. And if it doesn’t, who cares? Grayson will soon be back to do more so I can just idle today if I want.

More Rain, More Chillin'

We managed our morning walk before the rain started yesterday, but I had to quit the group early because I was too pooped to continue. We bid our friends adieu and then Sheba and I went into the village to do some shopping. When we got home, I had a nap before lunch.

Every time I nap on my bed, Sheba hops up onto the bed right away. About 30 seconds later, I feel Ethel climbing onto my body. She curls up to sleep close by my heart. And then, THUMP! Fred has arrived, and he does as Ethel has done. I’m terribly touched by all this because it’s all of their own initiative.

There was no word from Grayson, so we had Pinecone Park to ourselves, and the day slid by enjoyably. My energy was low, so I did a lot of lounging right through to bedtime.  The best part of my day was spent at the computer because my big bouquet of Daffodils fills the air around me with its sweet, sweet fragrance.

This morning, I awoke to the sound of rain. It was warm enough to not have a fire, but I lit one anyway because of the rain. It feels good inside to have the fire and Fred and Ethel love being close by the hearth. Today will be just another slow easy day, but we’ll be going to GIRO to drop off a bunch of stuff from the cleaning up of the shed

I got an email this morning from Grayson. He may be here Monday, and he’ll definitely be here Tuesday to carry on. All there is left for him to do is sawing the large branches, splitting a lot more bucked rounds and bucking the last tree and then splitting that wood as well. Finally, he’s to remove the siding from one wood shed to increase the air circulation, and he’ll use the removed siding to extend the edge of the roof out further to ensure the wood stays dry.

Just Another Day

We walked the Ricki Ave. trail together yesterday morning. I feel sorry for everyone who cannot begin their day with a walk with Mother Nature. We didn’t see a single soul during our walk; it was as though we had the entire forest to ourselves.

The brilliant sunshine with which the day began did not endure. By noon, thin clouds covered the sky and so I bailed on my plans to do some outdoor work and instead had a nap and then I Zoomed with Steve, Dianne and Bruce. Sheba and I went to Rollo Park to play fetch late in the afternoon, and when I came home, I harvested all the Daffodils that were leaning over or lying on the ground. I have about 30 of them in a vase on my desk where my computer is. Their sublime Spring fragrance is sweet perfume.

Beth sent me some wonderful quotations, all of them by illustrious people and every one of whom was extoling solitude. I had a wonderful ‘I’m not alone’ response to them, and with Dr. Shoja’s response, I’m not concerned about how much time I spend alone. Soon, it will be a pleasure to be in the garden.

I’m not who I was before my breakdown. Wanting to be alone all the time is a result of having C-PTSD/FND. Before my collapse, I was far more social. 

Today is lovely and mild but the sky is overcast, and rain is predicted. Today will be another day like every other of late. So far, no word from Grayson, but he may be here this afternoon. I can’t believe how quickly time is passing. The weeks fly by. Tuesday is April 1^st!

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