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Slowly I do more around the house. I unloaded the dishwasher yesterday. It took me half an hour, but I did it. Today I was refilling the kitten's food dish and I tripped on my crutch as I was putting the bowl back on the ground. Kibble went spilling everywhere. You're welcome, Zelda the Menace.
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My sleep schedule is much better than it was, but it's still mildly out of synch with his. He wakes me up in the morning before he leaves, we do some brief exercises, and then he puts a blanket on me before he kisses me goodbye. The kitty, who has inevitably been a hyper crazyface before this moment, takes this as her cue to jump up on the blanket to take a nap with me.
But tonight I will stay up later than he does, the whole time knowing it is because I took that nap right after he left, reading with my Kindle light glowing a strange blue. You're welcome, Dr. BB.
It's interesting, somehow I thought maternity leave was going to look a lot like your knee recovery (it SO did not turn out that way). I've done a post-surgical recovery filled with the Gilmore Girls box set, lots of books, etc. There was something delicious about all that, yet it wasn't fully enjoyable thanks to being in pain. I'm saying all this because a small part of me felt wistful as I read about your day, so I'm trying to talk myself out of it.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds as though you're coming along. The heart sticker on your boot is quite snazzy!
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