Taking a Break

It was the last day of April and I was itching to tackle my to do list. 

The last two weeks had found me enjoying a solo trip to Savannah,

a short visit to Breaks Interstate Park accompanying Hubby on one of his jobs,

and a trek to the outskirts of Cleveland to celebrate both a 70th birthday 

and a 100th birthday!

It was loads of fun.  Now I was rested and ready to face my sparse refrigerator, dusty furniture, sticky floors and a myriad of other loose ends I had been letting slide.  I was also looking forward to a couple of lunch dates coming up with friends and diving back into my yoga practice.

So, grabbing my backpack, laptop, water bottle and keys, I happily headed out the door.

I didn't even make it to the car before my foot caught on what I can only assume was absolutely nothing and down I went.  It was one of those tumbles where you just have time to see the ground coming up to meet your face and think, "this is going to hurt".  I wasn't wrong.

Hubby had just left town for a few hours on a job so I hobbled into the house and called my son, who lives only a mile away,. He rushed over and thanks to him, I was soon settled on the couch, pain meds ingested, ice pack on knee and a cup of coffee next to me on the table. He knows my priorities.

A visit to the orthopedic office netted me this handy brace and a diagnosis of a non-displaced fracture of the kneecap.

Blessings can come in many forms.  This was all a reminder to me that the best laid plans can go out the door in a flash.  In my case, I'm not in pain and have a great support system, so I am kicked back and taking it easy. We will see how I feel in a few weeks.

I have been spending my newly acquired down time on scripture reading, prayer and journaling.

Kidding.  I have been re-watching Breaking Bad and pestering people on social media.

My Pom, Chippy, has been in constant attendance and that in itself is a joy. 

 

To me, every day is just a little brighter when you have a fur baby that loves you!