There has been a bit a of a silence since my last post.  As you might have picked up from the last couple posts, I was a TINY LITTLE bit sad and missed my hubby a TINY LITTLE bit.  Ha! Ok, it was more than a little bit!  In fact, I am literally blown away by the void I felt.  Which is sooooo odd for me.  I'm not one of those drippy girls who pines away for her love...or at least I didn't think I was.  Pretty late for me to be discovering new things about myself, don't you think?


So, happy news for me is that my gorgeous sun-kissed Roger is home (picture attached).  I was out of town for a work event Sun - Tues evening and returned last night to be greeted by Roger.  sigh. sigh. sigh.  (ok, I am a drippy girl)  The tension in my chest and my back eased just a bit.  I was also greeted by one little kitty whose out-y is now an in-y...a couple friends have called him the Chaz Bono of felines. (see picture of Roger and Hemmi chilling together this evening) sigh.  A little more anxiety slipped out of me.  Not that the house was back to normal by any means.  We both were a little pooped from our travels, the cat was a little (lot) messed up from his medical adventure and we were all out of sync.  Nonetheless, we are quickly working our way back into a groove. 

We gave up and crawled into bed around 11:45 and then snugged into each other's arms.  SIGH.  A few more conversations about how the past couple days had gone and soon we were both asleep.  As is part of our "normal world" we both woke up often throughout the night.  Roger woke up because he had pain or felt reflux so he'd sit up, as a result I'd wake up and then would rub his back.  We'd both fall back asleep.  I'd wake up for no reason or after some disturbing dreams, would listen to Roger's soft breathing and then would fall back asleep. 

Today, was an absolutely beautiful day.  Sun shining.  Temperatures exceptionally balmy for this time of year 65 degrees!  Such a great day!  Now, the downside of this beautiful day is that Roger, as foreshadowed in a couple previous blogs, OVER DID IT!!!!!  He hasn't even been home 24 hours and over did it!  Ran around too much.  Didn't rest.  Lifted several, too-heavy, things and simply did too much.  So now, here we sit at 10:30 and he is exhausted, in pain, uncomfortable...etc etc etc.  And, even freely admits "yah, I over did it today".  WHAT?!?!?!  Come on.  Even though I describe Roger as 52 years old going on 12 years old, I'm usually kidding.  Tonight, I think I may have been right.  I just tilted my head and said "there isn't anyone who can help you take care of yourself better than you.  You are a grown up. You have got to stop before you get to the point of over doing it.  You don't have to totally stop doing stuff....just use moderation."  And that was the end of that moment. 

Tomorrow will hopefully be a day of moderation.  Like I said....we're still finding our way back into our groove.

Sending warm, happy, early Spring thoughts your way.  love and hugs, a & r