When I woke, it was like I was almost back to normal. My breathing was better and I was taking much deeper breaths than usual. Lying there, I dreaded getting up because I knew I’d be back to feeling short of breath in no time. I tried to make it last as long as I could.
My friend from church called me. She needed to know the square footage of the house for the cleaning service. I told her there’s only one bedroom that will need attention since I have my bed in the living room. The other rooms are the kitchen, dining room and, yes, the living room as well as the two bathrooms. It will be so nice to have a clean house.
There were five Catz ready to eat when I went out after the phone call. I guess they were plenty hungry. They all got fed and petted before I came back in.
Everything was going better than usual when I posted something on Facebook that was taken totally wrong by one of my friends. I guess my fragile physical state has affected my emotions, as well, because I spent a lot of the rest of the day crying myself into a headache. I was praying for forgiveness for myself as well as my friend when another friend sent me a “checking in” private message as is usual. Thankfully, that friend was able to talk me down from the ledge.
I still have the headache and my stomach is touchy. I’ve coughed a lot, too, and generally feel worse than I did yesterday. I need to let things roll off and not let them bother me. Personal attack or not, I should let it go.
No way did I feel like feeding the Catz this evening but I made myself do it and I’m glad I did. The hosta is blooming and the air was so fresh and cool at that time of day.
Since I’m getting this done much earlier than usual, perhaps bedtime will come sooner, too. I’m drinking a cup of my Breathe Deep tea. The new batch seems weaker than the other one so I used two tea bags and I think I won’t be doing THAT again. Live and learn.