Of course, it's a bitter 7-degrees F outside, and our heater shuts off after midnight, so there's little reason I should be still up, so while I'm here I might as well update my journal while huddled up to a mug of chai.
The surgery to my foot went well, and my first post-op visit to Dr. U. included an X-ray to see if the screw is holding the bone in place properly, which it is. I'm supposed to be keeping my foot elevated and place ice under the knee to keep any swelling down, but I'm also now allowed to walk with the crutches as balance (i.e. I'm supposed to put some weight on my foot, but not much). Since this is nowhere near as painful as the heel surgery was, and I don't have the restriction of staying off my foot as much as possible, today I was wandering around the house trying to do a little housecleaning... I probably overdid it, as my toe is throbbing now. Oh, well. But it's such a relief not to feel couch-bound for a month. Yay!
For most of this week, I've been fighting a minor bug, sinus-related, that's been more annoying than outright debilitating. Maybe guzzling the gallon of cranberry juice per week is paying off! Either that, or it's just so cold that the bug can't get a grip on me (and I've not been out in public much since the surgery anyways). There are times, though, that I wish I could stick a vaccuum hose up my nose and suck out all this garbage because when it's not inflaming my nostrils, it's getting backed up into my ear canals. This is not a good thing, but it's better than having bronchitis.
Tonight, a bunch of us local furfolk are going down to South Jersey to see a friend in a community playhouse comedy. Due to some miscommunication, logistics, and timing, we will not be attending the Philly "Center City Restaurant Week" which I was looking foreward to; it's not so much because of this play as part of the snafu was the lack of communication about when we were planning on invading this play. After biting nails and trying to squeeze opinions out of people, I've decided that it'll be best if I drop any thoughts on Restaurant Week this year rather than trying to corral 3 different groups of peoples' schedules to try and do both the Restaurant Week and the play. I accept this, though I'm still bummed out by it.
Between the foot, the sinus infection, my finicky GI Tract acting up, and the gloomy frozen grey days we've been having, it's hard not to feel glum. Hearing news about friends being stepped on by others, or past-friends doing things that make me regret ever considering them a friend doesn't help my mood one bit. I'm feeling sick and tired of being sick and tired; I just want to dive into some activity or project that I can pull myself out of this funk with. Something that doesn't require creativity, as that's kinda in hibernation right now. Heck, I got email yesterday from someone yelling at me that my website's not been updated since 1999 and still says "Under Construction"... I'm sorry, but RL always takes precedence over VR, and having an updated website isn't as important as having a job to pay the bills or to be healthy, which is something out of my reach. Since 1999, I've had a nervous breakdown, severe unemployment, depression, asthma attacks, bronchitis, pneumonia, wrist surgery after a fall caused Carpal Tunnel, more asthma, finally getting diagnosed with ADHD which I've known about for years but couldn't get help for it, and finally not one but two foot surgeries. I don't want to sound like a whiner or anything, but Life hasn't been good to me for a while now. Maybe I should just take down my website and put up a sign saying "Due to Real Life difficulties beyond our control, this website is unavailable. Please stand by for updates" and leave *that* up for the next 5 years. Maybe then I'll stop getting pitaful emails trying to cower me into updating my site because some beanbrain wants to see p0rn. Yelling at me will not make me move faster; if anything, it guarantees that I will move slower.
On a brighter note, the house of Caer Carnivore is slowly getting repairs made which should help everyone's stress levels here. We got a new roof which was no small task as most roofers dread the mansard-style roof such as ours, and now I've been getting contractors to send me estimates for repairing the front porch and stairs. If everything goes right and goes under budget, the next round of repairs may include redoing the kitchen, which makes me whimper in frustration currently. Until my foot is completely healed, I'm not supposed to be doing anything like heavy lifting so I can't do upstairs and start clearing out the three storage areas, so once again I'm stuck. At least Wolf is slowly plodding away at his room, so there's light at the end of the tunnel for my eventual return to what was once my office, which is now Wolf's bedroom and storage area for some of SueDeer's things and what's left is all my junk... I can't safely walk around that room with my cam-walker (walking cast), so I just don't go up there much right now.
What I desparately wish to do is organize my room so I could start sewing again. I'll need to buy a new sewing machine, as the tensioner is failingon the current one, but I really want to get back into sewing animal plushes and costumes and the myriad other crafting projects that require stitchwork... like curtains, chairpads, pillows, and beanbag chairs. I'd like to do a "Clean Sweep" of my studio and get shelves up, drawers built, and things organized so I can start hammering down the stack of unfinished projects waiting for me. But, I still have to wait.