Nothing I did this weekend involved a horde of drunk lezzers. Since my daughter turned 18 this weekend it wasn't really a weekend for getting things done. I did do a fair amount of website work though.

I need to get rid of this Monday morning ritual where I wake up full of regrets for all the stuff I didn't get done over the weekend.

There's a group of us, huh? Tho' my ritual for this happens on Sunday nights, as I'm trying to fall asleep.

I edited a bunch of scripts with my co-creator for a podcast, and took a bunch of stuff to Goodwill to donate. I should have also Swiffered the house, and tackled the next part of the Great Uncluttering, but oh well.

Aaaaaand I should have written a new GCS post, instead of noodling around on Tumblr.

So I think (hi, I'm drinking my tea, so serial posting it is!) that I always feel like I Should Be Doing More. Other people need to and should relax and take it easy, but I shouldn't.

Oh, man, I *always* think that. About myself, obviously.

I manage to....naked slip-n-slide with a horde of drunk lezzers?

Ah, youth. Those halcyon days of nude revelry

among the lezzers

gloriously drunk in the afternoon sun

Other people need to and should relax and take it easy, but I shouldn't.

Oh me too, I never get enough stuff done. The healing ankle is giving me a great excuse for doddering around not doing much lately, though.

Laura, what an enormous relief, and what a huge step forward for your sister! That's amazing, seriously.

I am out of sorts. I can get around without aids and supports now (except in the morning when the ankle is stiff), but my foot still swells and hurts after a little while. So now I feel like I ought to be doing more but I also feel like maybe I ought to be doing less. It's been three months exactly since the accident. Am I trying to go too fast? Tomorrow I have another PT appointment, I'll talk to the therapist and see what's the what.

eta withOUT

Tho' my ritual for this happens on Sunday nights, as I'm trying to fall asleep.

That's one thing my procrastination is good for, I guess: I can think "I'll worry about that tomorrow" about just about anything and sleep pretty well.

I'm not sure if I'm envious of the nekkid slip-n-sliding or vicariously ouchy at the thought of too much friction on tender parts. Oh, silly me, it's both!

Tomorrow I have another PT appointment, I'll talk to the therapist and see what's the what.

That's good. I sympathize with being frustrated, but you don't want to push yourself too much and hurt something.

And with that, I'm off to my PT, even though I would rather nap.

-t, I was hesitant about that too, and also about hitting the ground as an adult where my center of gravity is much higher than a child, and so is my body weight?? But they gave us baby shampoo(?) to slick on ourselves and there was lots of water on the tarp thing. It worked out fine, though the first time I fell and then slid on my butt, rather than diving forward to slide on my front. But both were fine! One friend went like six times, and she ended up with some bruises the next morning, but she's also skinny, so it was like "I have a bruise where my hip bones stick out"