Under the weather as some would say. Not due to the Hurricanes, but to God only knows why I am under the weather.
I sat for three days resting over the Labor Day Week-end as my Husband journeyed to Oklahoma to visit with his ill Father. He is far sicker than I. PRAYING.
I had made plans to go with HUBBY, but on the Friday before we were to leave, I suffered in a way that I haven't in a very long time. I thought it best if I stayed HOME while he went ahead and went. I managed, but am not up to spiff just yet.
Am in hopes that I will gain my strength back and get to being better. I operate at a snail's pace, but I'm moving.
MIDWEEK is almost here. Last week passed by so fast my head spun.
I mustard up the energy to go over to the COTTAGE and wash some towels.
THERE'S NO PLACE TO LAY DOWN except the floor.
I wanted to lay down so badly I could taste it.
SIGH.
Instead, I went through some Christmas boxes
and got HOMESICK for the past.
Sometimes being under the weather does that to me.
TOMORROW I WILL REST.
I would like to place a HARVEST CENTER PIECE
on the Dining room table and surprise my HUSBAND.
SURPRISE!!!
MUMS and pumpkins seem to be showing up.
BLESSINGS TO YOU,
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