"Got Cabin Fever?"
Contemplating leaving the compound. Yessiree, I am. You would think it was hard to escape, sometimes it really and truly is. I am chuckling........I am calm. My t-shirt says "Got Cabin Fever?"
YES.
Will I make it over the wall? Hard to say. Still have to eat, dress, dry wet hair........a lot of times I skip eating, cause eating means some food prep & the actual eating........things that all take energy. The bad news is that when I opt not to eat......here come the signs. The fast food signs, after a couple of hours being away from home, those fast food signs have a curiously rose colored glow around them.
OH c'mon even for the most fastidious respecters of all things healthy ---- ya must have an achilles heel somewhere?!?! ........mine has always been the big mac, no lettuce, no pickles. yup, sometimes i just gotta succumb to the mac attack. the fries hate me, so even though i like the memory of them, i can ignore them. but the mighty mac made to order, just for me........still has a hold on my rock n roll soul.
There is a dog barking incessantly..........hope I outlive this assault on my senses. And since mid day is morning for me I am not feeling very angelic about the sound of leaf blowers at the property next door. I wanna knock their electricity out..............it's the day of rest........so please.........REST!
"I don't mind active people, I just don't wanna see 'em or hear 'em!"........ain't that a kick in the head. I got a lot more Maxine in me than I care to admit..........xoxo.
It's partly true, partly tongue in cheek. If I could do absolutely anything today ---- I would really like to step onto Ellis Island for the first time.............contemplate liberty. There is much grumbling inside me lately and I want to shake my soul up.........remember liberty, the freedoms, the amazing view seen and held dear by those who see Lady Liberty for the first time.........the things that I often take for granted after being born here. I need to get a grip and hold onto gratitude.........hold onto the small things that make my day so precious and complete.
Hot water, wholesome food, a cozy home, soft bedding.........ya'll.......definitely ya'll. To be able to share my thoughts, to stop and think about all the grace this life actually offers.......not to feel entitled, or take it for granted, but to awaken the wonder that life holds, that liberty provides.
I wonder if I could sit all the way through Les Miz today? I might be able to make it if I could bring a padded cushion and blankie...........ok, maybe I will wait. The fibro/arthritis is making it very hard to sit lately.........poor ol tailbone.
I'm so tired...........I think I have overthinked, blown a fuse. Maybe the car ride, the big mac can wait for another day..........of course it can..........and if I get a second wind after I go lie down I can still grab the brass ring and go.............stay warm, take it slow.
I'm taking the desire to go out as a good sign........that maybe in a few days it will become an actual. Even if I just go to the mailbox and back.......that would be progress. I am always going to be a dreamer who occasionally trips and stubs her toes........but I will always keep getting back up. I promise myself that I will........slow and steady is fine.......not overdoing it is a good sound plan.
Love ya!
YES.
Will I make it over the wall? Hard to say. Still have to eat, dress, dry wet hair........a lot of times I skip eating, cause eating means some food prep & the actual eating........things that all take energy. The bad news is that when I opt not to eat......here come the signs. The fast food signs, after a couple of hours being away from home, those fast food signs have a curiously rose colored glow around them.
OH c'mon even for the most fastidious respecters of all things healthy ---- ya must have an achilles heel somewhere?!?! ........mine has always been the big mac, no lettuce, no pickles. yup, sometimes i just gotta succumb to the mac attack. the fries hate me, so even though i like the memory of them, i can ignore them. but the mighty mac made to order, just for me........still has a hold on my rock n roll soul.
There is a dog barking incessantly..........hope I outlive this assault on my senses. And since mid day is morning for me I am not feeling very angelic about the sound of leaf blowers at the property next door. I wanna knock their electricity out..............it's the day of rest........so please.........REST!
"I don't mind active people, I just don't wanna see 'em or hear 'em!"........ain't that a kick in the head. I got a lot more Maxine in me than I care to admit..........xoxo.
It's partly true, partly tongue in cheek. If I could do absolutely anything today ---- I would really like to step onto Ellis Island for the first time.............contemplate liberty. There is much grumbling inside me lately and I want to shake my soul up.........remember liberty, the freedoms, the amazing view seen and held dear by those who see Lady Liberty for the first time.........the things that I often take for granted after being born here. I need to get a grip and hold onto gratitude.........hold onto the small things that make my day so precious and complete.
Hot water, wholesome food, a cozy home, soft bedding.........ya'll.......definitely ya'll. To be able to share my thoughts, to stop and think about all the grace this life actually offers.......not to feel entitled, or take it for granted, but to awaken the wonder that life holds, that liberty provides.
I wonder if I could sit all the way through Les Miz today? I might be able to make it if I could bring a padded cushion and blankie...........ok, maybe I will wait. The fibro/arthritis is making it very hard to sit lately.........poor ol tailbone.
I'm so tired...........I think I have overthinked, blown a fuse. Maybe the car ride, the big mac can wait for another day..........of course it can..........and if I get a second wind after I go lie down I can still grab the brass ring and go.............stay warm, take it slow.
I'm taking the desire to go out as a good sign........that maybe in a few days it will become an actual. Even if I just go to the mailbox and back.......that would be progress. I am always going to be a dreamer who occasionally trips and stubs her toes........but I will always keep getting back up. I promise myself that I will........slow and steady is fine.......not overdoing it is a good sound plan.
Love ya!
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Slow and steady wins the race! You have the cabin fever...me too! Fight the Big Mac attack, as hard as it is! Fortunately for my, my achilles heel is chocolate. I have it in a bag (s) in a drawer, don\'t need ta drive to get it.
However, as you said, the fact that you have the urge to get out is a really good sign! We just know that pushin it, won\'t work out. HOWMEVER! If you get in the car to back down the driveway for the mail, perhaps you\'ll realize you have tad more energy than you think and you can keep on going to MaC attack land. Just be dressed as if you\'re going ( if possible)....and maybe at the end of the driveway you will pull some strength out of that there mailbox!
Does Mickey-D\'s deliver? Just wondering. Thinking that they would make a lot of money if they did....on my husband alone!!!!
There aren\'t many delivery services for anything in my rural area........there is a funky pizza place.........it is not good, not even sure that it is really pizza. It is pizza shaped but beyond that it probably has a shelf life of 2094. Tried it once and stopped.
I made it to the mailbox, couldn\'t believe how cold it was. Grabbed the mail, managed to get the trash bags in the bin.........and drove back up the drive into the garage. Feel good that I made it down and back.......good to \"get mail\" the old fashioned way sometimes. I hadn\'t gotten my mail all week.
Not quite able to go yet, but I think it\'s coming........soon. Feel the wave of hope.......just not strong enough yet. I don\'t eat macs very often.......but I have always had a weak spot for cheeseburgers in paradise.
i had soup instead, soup and tea and then later i made brownies. thinking a breakfast brownie is so wrong that it might be just right..............it is chocolate........it is good for the soul...........where is the parent in my house today?????? i gotta watch me like a hawk........little troublemaker. do you hear the brownie pan calling my name...........i do..........spaaaaaaaaaaaaarrow..........spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarow. better go hide under the blankets til the food here stops talking. love ya\'ll...........hugs!
The wave of hope is a gift. It reminds you that YOU are still in there!! With that awesome mind of yours, lies some physical strength that will rev itself up and you will get to that burger, dagnabbit! Yes you will!!!
What do you mean the brownie pan is calling your name!! I didn\'t know that happened to other people besides me. Heed the call!! Sometimes, ya just gotta do what ya gotta do!! They say chocolate is good for us. I think of it is a vegetable......like brocchocolie....ya see?
Got fever? Good sign...Big Mac will always be here on this earth.... Brownies? Slurp....save me one because Darla will likely eat them all :)
Cabin fever is my roomy right now since I have been ill since the 1st. If I wasn\'t so weak, I\'d liberate myself from these four walls!
It\'s has been years since I have had a Big Mac, but one place here in town makes a killer swiss mushroom burger that is so wonderful. Probably head out there after the 9th when I am declared \"no longer able to infect\". LOL