The old back is much better today, but since I still need to rest it every so often (and I can’t bend over) I missed work today. I’m REALLY hoping to make it in to school tomorrow, and am thinking that’s going to be doable.
Whenever I’m ill, or don’t get my usual work done, I feel like such a FAKER. I can’t bend over today, to unload or load the dishwasher, the washer, or the dryer. I’ll just have to be patient until the girls arrive home from school. They will neaten things up then, but I much prefer to have everything neat and organized before they arrive home.
In between my rests, I have gotten some paperwork done, as well as some telephone business, and some email business. That’s good. I hope to bake bread today (maybe), and make Cheddar Chowder (nice version of potato soup) for dinner tonight.
Well, time to go lie down again. I’ll read a bit more of Inkheart. Maybe I’m just being grumpy, but after reading The Morning Gift by Eva Ibbotson in which every character, no matter how minor, is believably developed, I’m finding myself bored by some of the characters in Inkheart. However, I usually feel that I owe it to a book to read through to the end of the story, so here I go, in my grumpiness, to continue slogging my way through the story. Or, as my daughter Debra (who likes to make up words) would say, I will sadgle (or maybe it’s spelled sadjle?) on until this story is done.
Joyce, I hope your back feels better soon! The soup sounds good. -Kathryn
Thank you very much, Kathryn. I am feeling much better this evening. The soup turned out fine, but I didn’t have the energy to bake bread this afternoon.