Getting old sucks.

Don't get me wrong - I am extremely excited to be living another day.  I love the fact that I can see my girls growing to become young women.  I love that each day I learn something new, and have recently discovered that I can handle a lot with just God on my side.

But let me tell ya.  This aging thing just isn't fun. I have been working around the house and outside for the last two days and I truly feel like I am in my eighties or better tonight.  I was a little sore this morning, but after working in the yard and lifting a bunch of heavy stuff today - I am WAY sore tonight. 

So, here I sit, with the heating pad on my back, ice on my foot and a cold rag over my eyes (well not technically while I am typing this), but it has been.   Trying to feel better.  I thought we were out of advil, but I went a digging and found some! Yay!!! 

I am home by myself - which rarely happens, and I thought a few times about renting a movie, but I am afraid I would fall asleep.  I also have a book I started last night, but after reading during breakfast this morning I discovered that I have read the book before.  I have got to start keeping a record so I don't have to read half of a book to remember that I have read it before.  My mom re-reads books, and told me if it was interesting enough for me to stick with it halfway I might as well finish it, even if I have seen it before. 

I think I will go wrap myself, cuddle up, even though it isn't cold at all, and see what happens.  Bayou Billionaire is on. Maybe I will watch those lucky rednecks, and dream about my redneck household hitting the big bucks one day.  If only....

Until another time.
PH