Hubby is snoozing still, beside me. It's his Friday off so the 5am alarm was silenced. Unfortunately, my body is so used to waking at that time, that it does it anyway, whether it's a workday or not. Still, I do make use of the quiet of the mornings. It gives me time to get my thoughts in order, plan my day and daydream about the things I need to be considering, whether to do with my business, my home or life in general. Sometimes even abstract stuff that pops into my mind, seemingly out of nowhere.
So, since I am unable to walk unaided, or kneel, or get up and down to or from ground level, gardening as I used to has become a thing of the past. Not to be thwarted in my desire for home grown fresh stuff, a couple of weeks ago I planted a few seeds in some large container pots outside. We've done that for years with cherry tomatoes, it just seemed a good idea to take it a step further.
Yesterday, with a cold night promised, I had hubby put a tarp over the pots to protect my beautiful seedlings. They are about 6" high already. 2 different types of peas (they will NEVER make it into the house, they'll be eaten straight out of the pod, just because, and they always taste so good!) and one type of green bean.
I am going to get the plot down the field tilled again and have someone plant other seeds for me down there. I'm also wanting to get some grapevines to trail up a trellis, the way I had in Florida many many many moons ago.
Years of keeping goats and chickens means our soil is well enriched and fertilized naturally.
A recent visit to my doctor showed a weight loss of 8lbs, YAY me. It was the first drop in over a year. She and I discussed my joy at the numbers. I KNOW that muscle weighs more than fat, BUT, as I said to her, despite all the exercising and eating correctly, sometimes you don't just need to be dropping sizes in clothes, getting more definition, losing inches ... you NEED to see those numbers drop. It's a psychological thing, I guess. So, I am happy and satisfied. Slow ans steady will win this race. I don't weigh at home, I just go by the doctor's scales, that way I don't get obsessed by the numbers.
Losing the weight is so difficult with a slow metabolism. My resting heart rate is between 45 and 50, so even after exercise, it's maybe 65-70, and quite honestly, at that it pounds and I worry that an A-Fib episode may start, but thankfully, those seem to be getting fewer and farther between.
I do wish I could still walk normally, I used to love to go walking, but it seriously hurts my knees and back now, so most of my exercising is at home, on my elliptical bike, and I do 20/30/40 minute sessions a couple of or few times a day, basically until my bum gets numb and then it's like "ok, time to stop". I love going to the gym, and use a seated stepper there, and also work on my arms and back. On the stepper, just like at home, on my bike, I get my nose into a good book and escape into another world as I wile away the time.
Hubby has been back at work a month, and doing well. He has some residual effects of the Covid but hopefully they will ease or disappear as time goes on. He has been working on the roof in his spare time, with assistance from my grandson, Dylan. It'll look good once it's done. A shiny red metal roof. Something else, I hope, that will enable me to listen to the rain drumming, much as my metal awnings do.
He also attended his BBQ class that had been postponed from a year ago. After 25 years working with his company, they gave him a catalog to choose a gift from, and he chose a barbecue grill/smoker so I had scheduled him the class to learn about smoking meat, grilling, rubs, marinades and all the intricacies of becoming a BBQ king. To add to that, this year, birthday-wise, I got him a really nice grill tool set in a case, a cover for his grill, and an accessory rack for his sauces, paper towel etc, so I have him well kitted out. He has turned into quite an afficionado! We have had some delicious offerings to tantalise our tastebuds.
I am struggling over a new website for my AVON business, so have been watching videos and reading up on how to use the new medium, and I jokingly feel that I am getting to where I am getting to understand parts of what I am supposed to be getting to know. My brain no longer works with what my intentions are. The short term memory loss makes learning new things extremely difficult. Even taking notes on a video or training modules end up with me needing to go back over a sentence of what was said, 3 or 4 times, in order to make the notes that I need to, to understand it. So a 60 minute training takes me hours to make the notes on, and I really need the notes as I can then refer back to them step-by-step.. It seems, saith she, that everything in my life now operates on 2 speeds, slow and slower. Ah, but it is what it is and we work with what we've got, as they say.
Meanwhile, I am excited about all the new stuff that AVON is introducing, now that we are a part of LGH&H. All sorts of things for home care, personal care (most def needed during this Covid awfulness) and venturing into many vegan products so as to widen the customer base for myself and other reps. It's all good, and I just keep plodding along, trying to keep up with all the new stuff and trying things to see if I like them, or not.
So, as April comes in, I have hope for this month to start a better quarter than the first one of the year. That one wasn't a very good one for us, with hubby almost dying from Covid and being sick, in hospital and the nursing home (they say rehab) for most of January. We are glad that's over and hope it will never be repeated. I am so thankful that I didn't lose him. I prayed so hard for him to get well I think God must have gotten fed up with me. But He is good, and He sent my hubby back to me, so I am grateful for that and know that I am well blessed.
Life goes on. Be blessed my friends. Live every moment. Make memories with loved ones. Life is precious - don't waste it!
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