I Think This Might Be a Short Post, But I'm Not Really Sure...

Apologies, if you are looking for any great insight into music, therapy, or me today. I'm not sure I have any. I got my booster shot on Monday, and yesterday just wiped me out! The Tylenol that I took did little to help with symptoms, and I am still a bit in the throes of it all. Today, the pain has moved into my lymph nodes and is lurking in other places as well. I had three Sprites yesterday to help with my upset stomach and my desperate need for sugar-fueled energy (since I cannot tolerate caffeine). I spent about 30 minutes after school walking around my new home for my final walk through, and when I got home, I went immediately to bed and then to sleep. As a result, I have been up for four hours now - just watching bad television and thinking about how sick I feel. I do feel a little bit better than I did yesterday, but I am not back to what is now my "normal."

I am dragging around. It has been a long, long week, and it is only Wednesday.

I indulged in a little crying when I realized that I have to go lead choir rehearsal tonight instead of crawling into my bed after work. I have also decided to call in the professional packers to help me finish things up around here since I am not quite ready to move. I'm not sure that I will be getting lots more packed up around here, but I have five days between getting the keys to my new house and when the movers arrive, so who knows? Also, in those five days, I only have to work for two and a half of them, so I should be able to get more packing done, right? The other thing is that I have six days after I move before I officially check out of my apartment, so I will have some time to continue to move things even after the movers come and take the big stuff. Maybe I will not need to pay the extra money after all.

I can do this. I can work through the COVID vaccination side effects and the torn tendons and the refused medications (thanks, insurance company) and the constant need to rearrange my life to accommodate how people do things to get to my final goal for this year - move! I am happy to be moving on, but I am also getting nostalgic about leaving the place that Bella lived for 14 years. There will be tears as I drive away for the last time, but there will also be much joy for the life shared and now closed. I am also missing my Dad so much right now. He would have been able to explain things to me in ways I could understand. This will be a joyful conclusion to a grief-filled year, and that makes me thankful.

I am going to pour my aching body into my school clothing, gulp down some Tylenol, go get a Sprite from a fast food joint, pump gasoline into my little car, and do some work. Then, I will go do some more work, and then I will come home and collapse in bed again. Thursday, I will do some of that again, with the added complication of having to leave work early to go get a cashier's check at my bank which is only open until 3pm - what? How inconvenient for ANYONE who WORKS, bank! After that, I have the weekend to close, pack, unpack, move, drive back and forth, try to find things that I need, get things started and wired in, and all that stuff! The rush starts now!

First, though. Clothing on my aching body... 

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