After one drippy day, the sun comes back…

It rained off and on all yesterday morning and never fully cleared all day though we got some intermittent afternoon sun. That’s the first rainy day in weeks, and maybe the last. This morning dawned clear and dewy and almost cold.

I’ve been thinking about my lack of initiative to get things done this summer – there are plenty of little projects I planned, but I finished hardly any of them and didn’t even start most. I’m not sick or ailing in any way, can’t say for sure I know what the problem is but I do remember going through the same thing for most of the summer three years ago. I wasn’t sleeping well because of various aches that had grown – oh, what’s the medical cliché for persistent? “Chronic,” that’s it. Lost my word for a moment. Anyway, I was waking up every day almost dreading it, when for years I have hopped up quite happily even if there was no special reason to be happy about it. When the pain was relieved, my ‘joy of life’ came right back.

Probably because of the unusual humidity, I got up this morning practically lunging for my back brace, which I’ve worn more or less constantly all this year. And maybe it’s that nagging low-grade pain that’s making me so reluctant to do any more than the minimum through much of this year’s building season, I don’t know.

If so I’d better get my mind right and get over it, because it’s not going to get any easier as I age – I’ve got more broken bones and twisted joints than Torso Boy has reasons I should give him a cookie, and (hopefully) a long time left to deal with them. If I’d known I was going to live this long I’d have taken better care of myself. 🙂