I Was Only Trying To Be Normal

Yesterday I made a big mistake: I tried to be a normal person. A nice spring Saturday is the perfect day to contemplate the garden and take care of other things around the house. We started by cleaning out the garage of gardening items and moving them under the porch. I pointed, my husband picked things up and put them down. He then set up the hammock stand so I had to try it out for a bit. (Very comfortable. I will make good use of it this summer.)

I then went into the garden and cleaned out some invasive weeds (I swear the previous owners considered dandelions to be good plants). Then I pruned away at the dead branches on the bushes and the ones which were broken in the heavy snow this winter. So far so good. I probably spent an hour in the garden.

Later I set up my loom and warped it (put the longer strands of yarn on it) so I could begin weaving. I was about to start weaving when I realized that my back hurt a lot and was starting to spasm. At that point, I decided I was done for the day and my husband cooked dinner while I lay in bed.

I thought I was okay with a pain pill and went to bed. I did not sleep well (second night in a row) and my back is still pretty sore. I am waiting for my next pain pill to kick in.

But I was only trying to be normal and do normal things. And today is not going to be a good day. Too bad I have plans for lunch out and then a museum. I will start with lunch and see how well I actually do. I probably will have to nix the museum as I am not sure how I will do standing so much. Grrrr....

I just wanted to have a normal day. Is that too much to ask?