Listen For The Story

   A day in the life of ME, is hysterically funny.
   Honestly, I could not make this stuff up, if I tried.
   So I will share, listen for the story.
       September and October are all scheduled doctors appointments, much to my chagrin. Dentists, eye doctor, regular doctor for physical and flu shot, dermatologist, hoo-hoo doctor (GYN), mammogram, with a few hair-do appointments thrown in. I don't know how I squeeze them all into a few weeks, but I do, and it makes me think something must be wrong. Although these are routine visits, your mind can start to make up stuff. Yesterday ( I think) the eye doctor said I was a good candidate for Glaucoma. What a thing to say to people! I asked her if I get a trophy if I do get it, and she barely coughed/laughed. I then asked if I was getting it? She said no,we are just looking hard! The dentist wants me back to play around with a shadow he sees, under a permanent bridge that I have had , in my mouth, for 24 years? I reminded him that I feel perfect, but he sees a shadow. So we have to take the good bridge out, to see that its OK, but we have to make a new bridge, because you now have broken it??
    That was the start of this week, so today when I had no where to go , except to the gym, I became rattled.
    I woke up singing, Christmas carols and the Backstreet Boys, " Tellll  meeee whyyyyy, I did it my way" while I poured my coffee. Then hummed We Three Kings , on my way to the couch. I paused before sitting, and smiled at Bill, telling him, this day is going to be different. I don't think he heard me. That is perfectly fine.
  I strolled around the house until nine, and tried not to think too much about 9/11. I said a prayer, and left it at the alter. I have to do that more often these days. Leave it at the foot of the cross! Period.
  Gathered my workout clothes and headed to the gym. ( You know if you are reading this, I never made it! )
  Since I was driving near the mall, I could swing by and get Emma something else for her birthday. ( I thank Jesus daily for a daughter, they are so much fun to buy for!!) So as I look, thinking and walking, I convince myself that this is my exercise for the day. I will walk some more, to make my Fit Bit happy, stupid thing!
So I parked far from the stores, walked and walked, and then went to the grocery store, for silly things. Like sunflower seeds and spinach for a salad. I could have shopped like a normal person, but then it would not be me. I like small quick trips to the food store. If I lived in Paris, I would be doing this daily, so I like to pretend.
   I return home, maybe some lunch? but nothing seems right. So I skip it, and realize my big toe hurts. I think, " Well, glad I did not go to the gym, that would have made it hurt more!?" I sit for a minute, start to read a book, fold some clothes, do the dishes, blah blah blah. Its not enough!!! I need to work out, so I go pull weeds, and of course get so off course, I cut flowers and then arrange them, after I looked for a good thirty minutes for the right vase!! Now that is some moving the old body! I thought I could still swing by the gym, I have my clothes on, tennis shoes tied tight!! Who will put that salad together for supper and the chicken, I forgot I bought mushrooms, oh I want to do something good with these.....and now I need something to eat, Geez its almost two o'clock, ugh too late, I will just have some yogurt.
  Did I tell you about the witch hat that has been on my kitchen table for three weeks, why put it up now, its near October! It is just too much fun, this life.
   I read somewhere this week, someone said, " May Your Walls Know Joy!"
   I promise you, that my walls know joy, we listen for the story, its important.
   Even when it seems like a nothing day, its awesome, Listen close, tell your story.

I may go to the gym tonight, I will let you know:)