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My passionate rantings

Christmas pouts
Monday, December 26, 2005

happy holidays everyone, i hope you all had a merry christmas. i really enjoyed christmas this year. no family to divide our time and no roommates to crash our plans (k and j not included, our x mas with them was grand). a quiet morning just the two of us.

but this is where my pouts come in. we went to church where once again i somehow did too much and almost fainted. i understood that i had done too much too soon when i tried to go to work. i was on my feet and dealing with customers. but this time all i did was sit on a bench and listen to the minister. after church we came home where john put me straight to bed. we spent the afternoon at my father's for dinner. we had a really good time, or at least what i was awake for. it's been three weeks since my operation and i still can't do up my own jacket, open a can of soup, type two handed, hold my cats, or go to work. i can't help but think, though, if i had more to do or more people to just visit my healing might be going a bit faster. the only place i have to go now is to the mail box 1.5 blocks away, and the only person i have to speak to is my husband. don't get me wrong i'm still deeply in love with him,and i really enjoy his company still. sometimes, however, a person needs more then one person to speak to. anyway that's enough of me feeling sorry for myself. i know things could have gone much worse. corry's man, her son and my other nephew all had the flu over christmas. plus since this tiny rumor got out that we may be moving back, tons of our friends have told us how much they can't wait to see us again. it really warms our hearts to hear how much we're wanted.

posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 9:12 PM,




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