Almost Spring and it's bringing out the sloth in me

     Our oldest daughter Becky has depression in winter because a lack of sunshine.   The older I get the more I find myself in the same situation.  Winters are hard for me and Charlie.  We, however, have the ability to just "hunker down" during blizzards and wintry weather and especially snow and ice.  I own two sunlamps one on my desk and one on my worktable to help with my depression.  I always look forward to spring and lately we have had some lovely spring weather.  My tulips and daffodils are springing up from their wintry sleep but not at the budding stage yet. We have had some temperatures in the low 70's and high 60's.  I am dreaming of the day I can sit out on my beautiful deck that Tim rebuilt last summer and have my daily devotions and prayer time.

    Sweet Pea is getting spring fever, and I love watching her sunbathe on the back porch.  I 'm ready to start planting and playing in the dirt. I guess I should start by taking my Rollator and going out with Sweet Pea and Charlie for a walk.  I can start out slowly and sit down when I'm tired.  I can increase the distance slowly without hurting myself.  I have never walked the Tweetsy trail in the 10 years we have been living here so I think I will make that my goal for this year. It will definitely have to be gradually as I am really out of shape and tire easily.

     Charlie bought us a chair exercise video for both of us.  We started it and have done maybe a weeks' worth of exercises then something happens, and all our "good intentions" fall to the side of the current crisis mode.  Charlie got some shorter cables and switch to make it easier to view without long cords.  We haven't started back to our exercises because I have been sick.

     I'm on medication for a UTI and feeling better every day.  Charlie took me to the walk-in clinic on Tuesday to get medication.  I'm feeling much better now and looking forward to getting back to our exercise routine.

    I say that after cleaning the bathroom which made me really tired and changing the sheets to our bed. (I don't remember the last time I washed them, so it was definitely overdue.)   While changing my sheets I put "my stuffed Sloth Rosie" on the couch in our bedroom.  After making up the beds Charlie helped me trim my toenails with the dog nail trimmer.  It works really well and definitely works better than the nail clippers that have a sharp edge that catches on my socks.  I went downstairs forgetting to put Rosie safely on my bed out of reach from Sweet Pea.  I was talking on the phone with Bev (my sister) when sweet Pea showed up carrying "Rosie" in her mouth and proceeded to chew holes in her face removing her eyes and nose and making holes in her body.  Needless to say, I was not a happy camper and took it away from her.  Charlie was able to do surgery on my poor sloth and restore her to much better shape than I imagined was possible.

    He ordered a weighed sloth for me about a week ago named "Sunny" .   I'm still waiting on delivery.   It's like a weighed blanket and is supposed to help calm and relax you and make you cortisol in your body go down.  I like snuggling with Rosie so am interested to see how well this works.

    Why do I like sloths?  Probably because I can be quite lazy.  My idea of a great day is having my devotions on the back porch with coffee in my pajamas.  Coloring pictures on my phone.  Having prayer time with Charlie.  Running around doing errands or grocery shopping.  Occasionally going to the storage unit to pack books and Bibles, going to visitation on Tuesday mornings to visit the elderly and Sunday going to church and Sunday School. 

    I love my little house, my little old husband, and our crazy stuffy animal slayer Sweet Pea.  I love being at home in my own space doing everything or nothing with a sweet little old man that has watched TV and held my hand for 52 years.  It's a pretty good life and I am indeed spoiled.