Not to toot my own horn here but, the world shuts down when I do. Just had a little foot surgery and was reminded again why I visit the DR as little as possible. "If it's not broke....don't fix it" has always been my motto. Anyway, the badly needed procedure made me realize how much I'm needed around here.
I am certainly not saying that my family don't pull their own weight. I see more than ever that we are all a piece of a really great puzzle and without that piece we are not quite complete.
My piece, I can proudly say, is that of Domestic Goddess. This title includes many subtitles but, this one is about the engineer of the small details.......Prior to my surgery you would have thought I had been given two days to live rather than two weeks recovery.
My house is cleaner than it has been in months, the yard is weeded and mowed, errands are done and the pantry is full of food. Can't say that this is normally the case. Plus, I now have this burning desire to workout and eat better.
So I'm thinking that a little surgery may not be all bad. It gives you about 48 to 72 hours of undivided attention; you are not expected to do anything. You can lay on the sofa, quite medicated, and watch anything you want on TV. YOU control the remote.
If you are lucky...by day three you will be climbing the walls and ready to go back to work because, those other puzzle pieces can't do your job as well as you.
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