And So It Goes....

Family members are still sick - worryingly so.  I dislike feeling so helpless.

Fridge repair guy supposed to show up today.  Just discovered he tested positive for COVID last night.  So he'll be a no-show.  Even though we've waited two weeks already for him to come.  Found someone else - they say tomorrow is the day though they're already setting us up for it being a situation that's not fixable.  We can get by, the fridge and freezer are working ok.  We just really miss our good water and ice. I've logged lots of stairs over the last couple weeks ferrying water in gallon jugs from the basement.  I suppose that's good for me.

Got the furnace guys coming out next week.  I've been wondering about them, they're aging like everything in this house (hard to believe we've been here nearly 21 years - it all still feels fairly new to me).  Then they ran a thing on a couple news programs yesterday about the safety of furnaces in the winter so we decided to have them checked out.  Next it'll be the service on the Charger.  It's 11 years old and getting cranky at times, it'll be good to give it some TLC, though I wish it wasn't so expensive to do so.

Ran up the hill to WalMarket this morning.  Decided that 7 a.m. is the perfect time to be in a grocery, practically had the store to myself. (I still can't get used to the huge empty spaces and shelves in the grocery.  However did people manage during the World Wars when everything was either unavailable or rationed?  What a luxury and blessing it has been for us to have such abundance for so long.) Was so invigorated by the brief walk in the cool air between the car to the store and then the store to the car that I came home and went for the shortest walk possible outside just to breathe.  Was only gone from the house for 20 minutes, and walked a turtle's pace, but oh, how good it felt.   Since being sick for over three weeks, we haven't done any morning walks and I'm convinced that alone is responsible for my over-long recovery period. 

That brief walk revealed a large broken limb off one of our pine trees.  😞 (We don't get out behind our house that often, I guess.) The fierce winds we've had broke it clean off the trunk.  Another clean-up job for The Husband when his back is a little more recovered and stable. 

Large broken limb.

Gratitude today for being able to sleep in our actual bed.  I'm still coughing (the dr. reminded me that's always the last thing to completely heal / disappear) though not so much or so violently.  And I'm trying to manage without the Mucinex, think I'm past needing it. So while the bed sleep wasn't fabulous, it was a vast improvement over the chair sleep. Also gratitude for improvement with The Husband's back.  He's leaning a little less when he stands, and isn't hurting quite so much.  Mild exercises help.  

I'm sad to have missed so many weeks of yoga, it's made such a difference in my overall sense of health. I had though to go yesterday, but didn't think I should be in class coughing all the time, no matter that I'm not contagious anymore (what with how long I've been sick and the antibiotics that I completed).  And now I'm wondering about tomorrow?

I've a practice tomorrow for the duet in Sacrament meeting on the 16th. Hope I can mange it.  I'm still surprised at how much this dang cold/sinus infection has taken out of me.  I know, I'm not 20 anymore.  But in my head I'm much younger than 70.  My body needs to have that same perspective, but yeah, I'm not in control.  

The hunt is still on for a tax preparer.  We simply cannot afford the price hike from our previous guy, though he's a friend.  I think he understands that choices have to be made.  So, let me think:  fridge repair scheduled, furnace checkup scheduled, car service planned, tax preparer still to find, practice for organ/piano duet scheduled, deliver Christmas gift to our son and grandson in Utah County - rescheduled for the umpteenth time (someone is always sick) - I think we've got a few things covered.  There'll undoubtedly be other things crop up, but I'm taking things just a few hours at a time.  Coughing merrily along the way.  

So grateful for prayer.  My mind has been constantly praying over the last little while.  We definitely could use some small miracles.  I'd even welcome a tender mercy or two.