It was a normal Friday at work; I chased down files that were hiding somewhere in the repositories (digital drives at the office), and enjoyed the casual Friday. No ironed pants. No pressed shirts. No high heels.
This evening I had planned to go to Jazz in the Garden with my roommate, but I ended up crashing on the couch for the evening. I'm hoping that all the walking I'm doing will eventually strengthen the muscles that help stabilize my joints, because I can't fathom running all over DC for seven more weeks like this. Eep! Thankfully, lying quietly tends to help the pain lessen, so I did a lot of nothing this evening.
It feels like a waste to be in DC and not be doing something each night. Sigh. I'm disappointed.
In other news, we're meeting up with Dr. Patty tomorrow for lunch and touristy things-- that's going to be a blast!
This evening I had planned to go to Jazz in the Garden with my roommate, but I ended up crashing on the couch for the evening. I'm hoping that all the walking I'm doing will eventually strengthen the muscles that help stabilize my joints, because I can't fathom running all over DC for seven more weeks like this. Eep! Thankfully, lying quietly tends to help the pain lessen, so I did a lot of nothing this evening.
It feels like a waste to be in DC and not be doing something each night. Sigh. I'm disappointed.
In other news, we're meeting up with Dr. Patty tomorrow for lunch and touristy things-- that's going to be a blast!
Blessings,
Clarice
Clarice