Hope for a Great Weekend

Though it'll be busy for us.

Received a call last night from a friend.  They invited us to go to a play with them tonight. And I was a bit nonplussed. For years we bought extra tickets when we went to the symphony or Hale Theatre. Those extra tickets were used to invite someone along.  We had a great time. So we've been accustomed to inviting someone along with us.  This is the very first time that I can remember that we've been invited to go along with someone else.  And while the play isn't necessarily one I would choose, I'm delighted to be invited to spend the evening with some people we respect and like. We haven't ever been out with them before, though they've always treated us with such kindness.  I'm looking forward to it, albeit with a bit of trepidation.    (And even though the timing would suggest that someone else had already been invited and had to back out, I'm still grateful they thought of us.)

I'd never call this fashionable.

And I've put my boot on.  For a couple weeks I've had quite a bit of pain in my foot when I walk. Last night when we popped over to Harmon's for a post-dinner gelato I could hardly walk the pain was so bad.  I'm pretty sure the doctor would say it's a stress fracture.  So, I'm trying out the boot thing on my own.  I figure if I try it for a week or two and feel some improvement, then I've saved myself an office visit with the accompanying x-rays.  I really hate the boot.  But I'm tired of the pain.

And since I'm back in the boot I'm not out on the trail in the morning.  That morning walk is more for my head / mind / spirit than it is for my body.  It really does keep me grounded.  But I can't NOT do something to move this body.  So I headed to the basement and the elliptical this morning.  So not my favorite, even though it is a luxury to have one in our own home for my use whenever I choose. I can plant my foot flat on the pedal and go round and round without ever moving it and it does provide some exercise, though without the visual of the sunrise and the intake of the fresh air.

This weekend is Stake Conference.  Saturday will require 4 hours of meetings for The Husband.  (And he's so very fond of meetings--not.) Two hours of meetings for me and then another two hours of meetings on Sunday.  There's an additional two hour meeting in the afternoon on Sunday but I'm thinking The Husband might not have to go to that one.

And around all those meetings there's the lawn to be mowed, more leaves to remove, the indoor chores and a Costco run.  I think something will have to be postponed for now.

The good news?  The driveway sealing looks to be good.  And a good investment for us.  The window guy will be out on Monday to take a look at the double pane window that is leaking between the panes and fixing the plastic surround that's broken on a couple of other windows.  Little by little we manage to knock out the maintenance things.  But the house is 15 years old now and needs more.  If we can manage to stay just one step ahead (and not go broke in the process) we'll be in good shape.

I noticed on our drive to the grocery last night after dark that a few houses already have their Christmas trees up and glowing.  I dread the holidays this year.  I'm just tired.  Of the brainpower required to get the appropriate gifts for others, of the commercialism, of the expectations and yes, sometimes there's even drama.  Don't like drama.  Will avoid it at all costs.  I'm sticking to my plans and not putting up the tree until after Thanksgiving.

I'm grateful today that I had a boot in my closet, I hope it helps my foot.  I don't know how other people with chronic pain, especially foot pain, keep their chins up.  They have my admiration.  I'm grateful for invitations to go out with those we'd like to call friends.  For a washing machine that hasn't died quite yet.  For chocolate milk.  And for hope that things not only can but will improve.