Passing the Time

Ya'll said to crochet, so I did. Two medium throw blankets for the grandbabes in California. A friend gave some beautiful hand me down clothes so we have quite a nice box for them. The shipping will be insane expensive but oh well, that's life.

I do not have a little bell to ring. Coffee Man you did not mail me one. Yes, eating and talking on the phone do pass the time. However eating  just to pass time is not a good idea. Reading has not really worked out because I am mentally impaired taking strong pain drugs so I don't remember what I'm reading. I can however watch the TV. Have you noticed how much CRAP lousy stuff is on TV? Nature, however has provided some very interesting sights.

Last week we had this weather.

Which forced the bulbs and now we have blooming daffodils, which is early even for us!

I'm feeling better. It's hard to think about blogging when I'm on drugs  resting. I sound crazy enough as it is when I'm not under the influence. Mostly I have been thinking about how to be positive when you feel negative.  It's easy to feel joy and have a great attitude when life is full of blessings and beauty. But how about when life is full of difficulties, or we just plain don't feel good?

If I was asked for a report on how my attitude has been I would give myself a "satisfactory needs improvement." Do you remember those behavior categories on our kindergarten and elementary school report cards? I always had "N's" in the behavior section. It used to make me so mad. So what if I didn't "share easily with others," people should wait for their turn just like I did.
I never understood why grown ups asked you to "wait your turn,"  and then to "share," when your turn finally happened. Seemed to me that my turn always happened just when the whistle blew and recess was over. You see I got set up at an early age to have a negative attitude.

Succesful healing requires not only physical care but a postive mental outlook. That's a tall order around here. I can look around and just start making a list of everything that is not right. Seriously, I ain't kidding you! What good does it do me, if I can't DO anything about it? Even I can follow that little bit of logic to a conclusion.  I have been resisting negative thinking. I think I may even have been pretty tolerable  nice around here; you can ask my family, they will tell all.

At first I couldn't do anything at all so I decided to sleep a lot. Then towards the end of the week I picked up the crochet hook and a project that I started a while back, and I could do it without hurting my shoulder. HIP HIP HOORAY! While I was hooking away at the yarn I gave thanks. It's amazing how much there is to be thankful for, if we take a minute and get specific. Saying thank you helps my attitude. Looking for things to be thankful for is a much better list, than a list of what's wrong. That list is still there but it gets forced into the background where it belongs. I can't quite throw it in the trash. I am not a super saint not even close by a long shot. It's a very big accomplishment on my part to ignore all my selfish demands develop an attitude of gratitude. The cool thing is once I say I'm grateful the feelings follow.

How cool is that? Stinkin cool.

This week I am grateful that sleeping is much easier. I was having a wrestling match kungfu fighting with the covers and the pillows each night.  I can sit more comfortably too. I actually feel very much like I am on the mend. So many people have brought over meals. When people bring you meals not only do you not have to cook, you don't have to shop, or clean up! Wowza it's very nice. This is one of the few times in my life I have been on the receiving end of people's gracious acts of kindness. It's awesome, humbling, and heart warming.

I'm grateful, I really am. Now that I can sit better, I have a lot of unused words to use up. Look out! There is no telling what kind of comments you may receive. I'm still on drugs recuperating and no telling what I might say.