I woke up yesterday to blue skies!!! I knew right away this was a day to get outside. I simply cannot waste a sunny sky by staying indoors! I needed the break anyway. I dive too deep when I work with my early writings. They trigger anxiety, bad dreams, and just general yucky feelings so I have to take a break on occasion. What a glorious day to do it, too. These sunny days are gifts…rare gifts in a West Virginia January.
I had my eyes tested yesterday. I had a melanoma insitu on my arm 12 years ago and my dermatologist says it’s important to keep up with eye, dental, and…believe it or not, gynecological appointments as melanoma can be found on the retina, in the mouth, and in the…ummmm…netheryaya (to quote Amy Farrah Fowler, PhD). So, get checked…especially if you are fair skinned, had at least one severe sunburn that blistered, or a history of melanoma. Early detection is of the utmost importance.
I took myself out for a fun afternoon of browsing my favorite stores and then I met a friend for dinner. I drove home late. I hit a possum driving home. I’m glad it wasn’t a deer. Here’s another little tidbit of information. Possums have nasty, gnarly teeth and they can actually puncture a tire if you run over them. So, there are my PSA’s for the day…get your skin checked and don’t run over possums.
Gosh…I live an exciting life, don’t I? (Note to self: get out more!) ❤️
“The righteous care for the needs of their animals…”
Proverbs 12:10 NIV
Happy post! Well…except for the possum maybe 😉 Glad you had a great, sunny day.
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Sounds like a fun day? Did not know the info about possums. We have lots of armadillos here in middle Georgia. Wonder if they can do the same as possums?
I don’t know, Pam. Mr. Virgo had a funny story about armadillos. Something about his golden retriever chasing them and the funny sound they made as they waddled and tried to run. The story wasn’t the funny part. What was hysterical was watching my 6’1″ handsome, rather reserved, husband act out the scene complete with sound effects. I made him tell me that story over and over just to watch that. He was a hoot and a half! ❤️
I am glad you enjoyed the sun.
I live in south Texas and our weather has been beautifully warm and sunny during this winter…and I love it!
And after a very harsh summer, I am enjoying spring in winter!
And you are right. We must take care of ourselves…just as periodically we check our vehicles to be in top and safe condition.
Thank you for your writings!
I enjoy my mornings reading each one as I sip my coffee.
Oh, I am so glad you are taking good care of yourself. Self care is not self-ish. Thank you so much for your kind words. I’m happy you are here! ❤️
Ginny,
I just started to read your posts on a more regular basis as I am finding at this stage in my life I am without a partner and learning to live with a disability that limits my ability to walk. How did this happen I ask myself and then try to move past the question to the task at hand of taking care of myself and my own daily needs, which takes quite a bit of time daily. In reading your posts, so much in them is about getting out, moving, doing, and enjoying the day in this manner, which is what I would do if I could and so much want to. It would relieve my racing mind, as I sit and watch those clouds go by from my walker. What would you tell someone who is home bound and unable to get out and move freely? I know there must be many who are in the same boat…I would love to know what they do to relieve stress and what they do to find it in their day to enjoy life even if it means you are unable to, walk, drive or move much and maybe you have a broken heart along with a racing mind with no way to distract yourself through activity. If you have any suggestions, please share. Thank you so very much!
Deborah, you bring up a valid point. There was a time when I too was pretty well homebound. Not by a physical disability but by a severe clinical depression. I spent much of the last three years of that period sequestered in my house, unable to engage in life outside those four walls. I know…it’s not quite the same but there are similarities in that I did need to create some sort of escape and since fear and anxiety kept me in place, I explored other methods of escape. I wrote poetry…prolifically. I drew and painted, quilted and stitched. I also practiced meditation and creative visualization.
Are there any programs for adults with physical disabilities in your area? Is there a transit system that will take you out…say to the library or a chair-based exercise program? Perhaps a water exercise class at the Y or a local community center? A program for seniors at a senior center or church, perhaps? Just a change of scenery can do wonders toward encouraging you to move…even if it’s only your hands and arms or even just your mind.
If there’s anyone reading this, if you have any suggestions, please chime in. ❤️