Ramblings from the Couch

Tonight I am home alone with nothing to do... since I'm over-due, I thought I'd write a bit about my time in convalescence. First off, I have no doubt in my mind that I am absolutely loved. I've only had to fix one meal in the last week and a half, due to the generosity of my family and friends. Everyone has been wonderful. Just having someone to come by and walk Griffin was a HUGE help! (Thank you Grandma!) Most of the latter part of last week was spent on the couch reading, watching movies and drawing, with the exception of church, a visit to the orthopedic doctor, and a wedding. Those first two days when I had to wear a splint were torturous. That thing was giving me anxiety attacks by the hour. So it was definitely a blessing to have it removed and be able to walk away in a fracture boot. I shudder to think what a cast would have been like. I go back to the ortho doc. on Tuesday to make sure everything is healing correctly. Please pray that it is, because if it's not, I may have to have surgery.

This week I have been MUCH more active- a little too active some days I think. I went back to work at the bookstore (This was the last week of the job, but there's a possibility I may get to work a little more next week! *thumbs up!* I guess that means they like me.) Monday-Wednesday were kind of rough; working those 5-6 hours completely zapped my energy. I made the mistake of going to the library to return my overdue books- I couldn't help it though, they had marked me as "delinquent" on my account! For future reference, shuffling around on a crutch and boot while trying to find a good book do not mesh. But, enough about that, yesterday and today have been great! I've been able to lay off the vicodin, and I've just felt better in general. Don't worry, I'm still sitting on the couch a lot and moving at the pace of a turtle, but I've been able to work a few chores into the mix and walk the dog. It's become a bit necessary, as we're having company tomorrow night whom we've never met. My friend Beka who now lives in Chattanooga is coming into town to see the ice skating championships and she's bringing her boyfriend, who does not have tickets to the show. So, he gets to hang out with Daniel and I. I tried to tell her that we're not very exciting people, but upon further inquiry discovered that the X-box would be acceptable entertainment. Yay! In any case, dishes are piled in the sink, the bathrooms haven't been cleaned, dirty clothes/towels/sheets are taking over the laundry room, junk mail and other clutter are covering every available flat surface, and there's dust, dog hair, and dog toys all over the house. AHHH! I need a magic wand, mop, cleaning fairy or something. Oh well. I've got a good excuse if I don't get it all done. He probably won't notice it anyway, most men don't. So there! I've decided. I'll do what I can, not worry about the rest, and it'll be just fine. It's funny, I've always loved going to houses where there's a bit of a mess. It makes me feel normal!

If you've made it this far I commend you for your tenacity. I'm bored, hence word "ramblings" in the post title. I'm not quite finished either. I've just recalled something inspiring.

Yesterday afternoon when I was walking Griffin, I noticed a large flock of birds settled into our neighbors' tree, singing and calling loudly to each other. Yesterday was extremely bright and sunny compared with the dismal head-ache and sleep-inducing weather of Wednesday. It was so uplifting to simply stand with my face to the sun listening to the birds sing a happy song of thanks for the beautiful day. (That was my interpretation of it at least.) Hearing the birdsong caused me to consider the song in my heart, of God's goodness and omnipotence. The trio I sing in at church was scheduled to sing this past Sunday night, but we had special guest singers and got moved to this coming Sunday night. The song we're doing is titled "Is Anything Too Hard For God". As I sat here and really thought about it, I realized that the words of that song come very close to describing my life right now. So much seems uncertain, but God is in control, and nothing is too big for Him. I don't know what He has planned for me, but I know that I'm changing- becoming more willing to obey and bend to His will, regardless of what it is. I'm discovering how powerless I truly am and how infinitely wise His ways are. I feel that God is preparing me for something new that is currently beyond my imagining. Only He knows what it is, but I want to be ready for it when the time comes. A little while after I had returned to my perch on the couch, I heard the birdsong again, louder. I looked out the window- they had moved to the tree in my back yard.

Keep me in your prayers, both for the healing of my foot, and that I'll hear His voice when He speaks and obey.

*An update- our company got cancelled, so I was able to stop chores early. I plan to spend the rest of the evening reading- I'm starting The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas- it promises to be exciting.*