It has been a whole month. So much has been left undone and much of that has fallen aside. Right now, there are no projects needing completion and no tasks that I’ve scheduled. So many naps, staring at ceilings and walls, much too much junky tv, a bit of reading, some writing, and last week the beginning of walking outside.  Yesterday, I logged a bit more than 5,000 steps.  Not that impressive, I know, but if you saw my numbers for the last month, it looks like I climbed mountains yesterday.  

I went to chuch services last week and will again yesterday. I still have very little voice—a month of coughing can wreak havoc on the vocal cords—so no choir yet.  Maybe this week.  I miss choir practice. 

I’m still not feeling up to driving but again, perhaps this week. It has been a focus issue and then also exhaustion. As I began to feel more like myself last week, writing was not easy.  Not the physical act but the focus needed.  I have it for short amounts of time, but not for what I needed to produce anything. However, what I wanted to do almost as soon as I was able to sit up for long periods of time was to indulge in some mindless beauty and do something with my hands.  

And so, I’ve been watercoloring.  I am no artist but playing with color and attempting some favorite flowers feels so good on these winter mornings. I thought about resume write pysanki, but I need focus for that.  I have so little to lose when I watercolor.  Actually, I have nothing to lose. And so, most mornings, I begin with painting.

As I am feeling so much better I am enjoying the quiet of these days. HILR classes begin next week and I will get back to choir and driving Julia around soon, I look on these days of very little to do apart from reading as such an indulgence.

And so, today, a walk, and maybe some grocery shopping. Midwinter, it is time to make some chili.