My surgery recovery has gone as well as can be expected. I’ve been home for the past five weeks, healing. On Tuesday I’ll be returning to work. I’m ready to go back but there’s a part of me that enjoys these work-free times. I enjoy things like the luxury of grocery shopping during the week, when the store isn’t a madhouse. I enjoy shopping at the local farmer’s market, that inconveniently takes place on Wednesday afternoons (whose idea was that?) I know this was supposed to be time for me to recover from surgery, but I have also tried to take the opportunity to get a few projects done that needed doing. Neil and I have done a lot; we replaced a screen, we’re waterproofing the deck, and we’ve gotten rid of some old junk. We cleaned the garage. It’s been good. But there’s always more to do, and more that I’ll want to get done. I always feel a bit bothered that I haven’t accomplished more during my time off.
Oh well. To hell with that. Back to work.