Today, feeling stronger, I returned to my usual job of packing vegetables.
There was lots to do and the old muscle memory kicked in as I filled poly bags with salad and other leafy veg, labelled them, distributed and counted what was going where.
The sun was shining, although it was bitterly cold, and I was well-prepared – I took my Christmas-present hand-warmers with me and they were a god-send in the cold packing shed.
Later this afternoon, there was a bit more running around and I am now lying in bed considering what painkillers to take and how strong. I am beginning to think that I probably over-did things today. I must learn to say no and to pace myself. Flossie can’t stay forever picking up the pieces.
Still, I have Monster with me lying on my bed. He came indoors soaking wet, so I dried him off and I took a quick picture of his audition for the Nativity.
No one is talking to Pepper (again). She tried to kill a duck. Not our best day then.
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Oh boy, can I ever identify with the overdoing, pacing problems, saying, no, etc. When you figure out how to rectify all that, please share; you could probably write a best seller how you accomplished all of this. Presently, I am flat on my back so please solve these issues soon. ;-}. That said, the vege looks great! Monster should be Joseph but he does look like Mary because she is usually in blue; regardless, he’s adorable. Sometimes, the ducks here get quite crabby (I think they hang out with geese too often) so perhaps Pepper had had enough bad behavior shown to her. Feel better!
Take it easy, Frances. I agree, sometimes you have to say no.