Pretty Much Sums Things Up

David My Grand Dog 

sums it up pretty well for me

these days.

Bleah

He often rests like this 

in his back yard

in complete surrender.

I refuse to surrender but I am 

very tired of fighting the good fight.

Knowing it will take me twice as long to decorate

this year due to my limitations;

and knowing it's a special holiday with

my brother and SiL coming for first time and also both

significant others coming with kids, I've decided

to start in about a week. 

Will try to remember to show the projects

as they happen.

But first it is yard work.

The guy who helped me last Spring is unavailable

so it's me doing it in 20 minute spurts.

We've past the year mark since the saga

began and I find no cause to celebrate

that damn milestone. 

I think mentally I'm also bogged down in concern

for our country and the state of the world

in general. I remind myself of my grandparents living

through World Wars and ponder how that generation

persevered with far more dignity than we 

are showing. 

Of course the c-pap story continues 

to unfold. I made it 5 1/2 hours last night

with 3 breaks coughing myself awake,

but they still sent me an 

email congratulations badge this morning.

(they monitor me)

Seriously?

This is what adults need today?

Social media has created needy little buggers

needing constant affirmation.

I don't require congratulations.

I need Drs who can figure out what the hell

is wrong and fix it.

Ok I'm not bleah, I'm bitchy.

sorry