|Lonely and a little jealous|
February 16, 2014
I woke up hurting and sore this morning. It left me disinclined to do much of anything today, which worked out fine because Mary and my sister were here to take care of Ma Asher. I was able to medicate myself and crash for the most of the afternoon. Because the discomfort is focused on my shoulders, back and legs, I think its the result from a tumble I took down the stairs of the back porch, which are decaying and ice covered. I am lucky that i didn't seriously hurt myself, but still, this Bumble doesn't bounce as well as he once did.
The sucky thing about being crashed out here is that I have no one to check on me or better yet curl up with me. Spending your time alone when you feel awful sucks. Of course, I need to get used to it, even though I find myself being jealous of people that have the opportunity to share even the slightest bits of themselves with others that want to be with them. I have no use for their being a real me, let alone a best or worst, I have always been a private person and as I have grown older, I have become more reclusive, I was a shadow and I am rapidly devolving into a mysty phantasm,
Hopefully, I will be back up to speed tomorrow. I have quite a few errands delayed by inclement weather to run and I quite honestly need to get out of the house for a few hours. Most of it is household related, but maybe I can find something entertaining to do. It may only be a meal out, but it will keep me out a while longer.