Is it Monday already? Where has the weekend gone? Hard to believe a new week has already begun, but rather than dwell on my 'lost weekend' I'd prefer looking at it as another week closer to retirement.
(This is my new paperweight, part of Saturday's loot. How could I resist. Although it doesn't show here, it is simply gorgeous.)
This week will be a busy one for me. I have to leave work at 1 pm today to follow up with my Endocrinologist. My bloodwork has been completed, but I was unable to get the biopsy as there was no authorization from my insurance. Then, on Thursday I have my second consultation with the specialist. Needless to say, as much as I like him, I am still feeling anxious about what he has to say.
I didn't make it to church on Saturday. I've suffered for several years from fibromyaligia as well as from one of its many little syndromes...IBS. So, when Saturday rolled around I woke with the worst stomach cramping and after running out to the fruitstand and Rite Aid for some medication, I was feeling so awful that I didn't want to chance leaving the house anymore, so instead, I took some medication and crawled back into bed.
(Isn't she gorgeous? More Saturday loot. I've taken her into my bedroom to watch over me when I sleep.)
I love this Rite Aid and have to say, it is one store I never come out of empty-handed. They've a great supply of candles and incense, and with most all of their household knickknacks always priced at fifty percent off, I love to go at the change of seasons and see what I can find. I really lucked out on Saturday as you can see by the photos. All are a part of Saturday's loot. I also found a whimiscal mushroom for my fantasy collection, but haven't been able to get a good photo of it yet. I can't seem to get both the snail and the ladybug into the picture, and they are what make it so special.
(My newest angel. She actually lights up and changes colors--blue, green, red, and gold. I like the fact that she is encased in an apple, but haven't figured out if there is any significance to that).
By Sunday, I was feeling much better and a touch of spring fever came over me. Began packing away heavy winter clothing that I know I will have no further use of this year and pulled out some of my spring blouses. The birds are singing and soon the buds will appear. It is such an amazing time of the year. I come alive at this time of year.
Earth teach me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life. Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall. Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands all alone. Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring.