I'm sick of riding in a car. My tail-end feels like it's permanently asleep. My legs ache and my feet are swollen.
Way back when I did medical transcription I spent the better part of the day standing up while typing. Guess what I'm doing now? Yep, stand-up typing. Please don't confuse this with stand-up comedy. There's nothing funny about my current condition. I'm also glad to be home once again.
I did make pretty good headway on a table runner for the dining table. I'll share it when it looks more like a table runner and not a bunch of scraps.
In other news, MIL is safely and happily ensconced in the new nursing home. Let me tell you, this nursing home gig might not be a bad deal and I'm seriously thinking about moving into one myself. Three meals a day brought to your room if you like, your bed made, nails done on Friday, and all the bingo you can play. Heaven!
Seriously though, her room is the size of my kitchen and computer room combined and her bathroom is the size of my laundry room, which coincidentally is larger than my bathroom. In other words, she's got half a normal house to herself and for less money than we were paying for 1/3rd of the space at the other place. It's also so clean you could eat off the floor in any room.
Plus, she's got more visitors than she possibly wants at any given time. She even ran us off a couple of times so she could have a nap. The best part is that she's happy and adjusting to her surroundings. She was a real trooper during the move.
And in local news, Mom had her pre-op appointment, blood letting, etc., today. I only cussed the traffic around the hospital twice, I think. It was crazy. Next week at this time she'll have her first new knee.
Other than that it's good to be home. I've been reading all about Bloggers Behaving Badly and am so glad I never had the desire to attend. Imagine begging for sponsors. Shame, shame, shame. Begging isn't becoming at all.
Tomorrow is Retail Tuesday here at Aunt Jo's. I've got something to talk about.