May 10th, 2004

outside

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I bought new shoes, flat loafer-like shoes, to wear to work...but I don't really like them much. For one thing, they are eating (the heels of) my socks. For another thing, they are not hugely comfortable, and for a final thing, I have tripped on the toes a couple of times. Darn these Evil Shoes!

Today I went without painkillers of any kind until about 3pm. Even at 3 I didn't need the advil, I just felt it would make me more comfortable. And who doesn't like trying to be comfortable, especially when Evil Shoes are around?

I don't have PT today, which cuts down on my knee pain. On the other hand, I'm supposed to be massaging my scars and doing some exercises today anyway. It's not fun though, especially the massaging bit. I was talking to SG saturday, and we decided that the word "massage" does not adaquately describe what must be done (heavy rubbing and pushing of sensitive just-operated-on scar tissue until it breaks up). "Massage" is too gentle of a word. "Brutalize", now there is a far more accurate verb. So I need to spend some time brutalizing my scars today.

In cheerier news, I got a new monitor for my work computer. It's officially the same size as the old one, but it's a flat screen and therefore the image is bigger anyway. Also, I am having sushi for dinner tonight. These two facts are not related in any way, except that they are both cheery. I felt they each were too small and irrelevent for their own paragraphs, so I combined them.

Yesterday afternoon I pulled my hammock out of the garage. It was a lovely and warm yesterday afternoon. Apparently however, I have forgotten how to be warm. It has been so cold here, for so long. I saw the sunshine and the breeze, and I pulled my wool coat out of the closet. I thought for sure my shoulders would be chilly otherwise, so I planned to use it as a wrap.

When I got settled in the sun, I discovered I had absolutely no need for a woolen wrap. Even my long-sleeved t-shirt grew quickly uncomfortable, so (since my deck is very private) I took it off. I soaked up the sun in my bra and jeans, and even the breeze felt soft, not chill. I marveled at the miracle of warm weather, delighted that it had come again at last.