Alice Hoffman’s The World That We Knew traverses all the areas of France in which I traveled earlier this year, takes place in the past, centers around women’s experiences, and includes a magical being.
It is all the things I love most in a book. I am completely enraptured.
It is good that I have a book at home I am enjoying because yesterday was not a good day.
Days when it is hard to feel congratulatory, hard to feel like doing much of anything, were bound to hit at some point. I didn’t think one would happen so quickly, but here we are. When I woke yesterday morning it was 4:00 AM, and the reason I had jolted alert so early was a sharp, shooting pain through my left shoulder blade.
I have no idea what caused it. It took a while for me to be able to reach a sitting position, and then a while longer for me to stand and make my way into the living room.
Once I did, though, I had the sense to sit for a while with the back massager chair pad thing I bought off Amazon long ago. It helped.
So, there’s that. I thought to do that.
That was the major success of the day. I made it to work, albeit late, and I booked a chiropractor appointment and walked there and back rather than driving. I ate somewhat healthy meals.
And I read.
The chiropractor recommends I keep my shoulder heated for as much of the time as possible over the next few days, so that’s what I shall do.
I congratulate myself for having made it to the library and the supermarket the day before, as it means I am now set up for success while my shoulder heals from whatever torture my body has decided to put me through right now.
Ah, but there is one more thing, something I almost forgot about. I mentioned the other day that I downloaded an app called Tody. It’s one that helps folks like me who cannot keep track of what chores should get done with what frequency. Other apps I looked at would have helped me organize what needed to get done, but I wanted something that would just tell me what to do and when, and wouldn’t rely on me knowing how often it should happen.
Thus, I found Tody. And when I got home yesterday the app said I was meant to “organize the refrigerator” (i.e., throw out the things that really ought to have been tossed ages ago) and wipe down the stovetop.
I did both of those things and took the trash and recycling out, too. I also washed the pile of pots and pans that were in the sink and ran the dishwasher. Lord knows when I would have gotten those things done, but thanks to the tips and tricks from the book Unf*ck Your Habitat (which I know I’ve been raving about like a broken record lately) I knew that I could tackle it with just a couple of 20/10 work/break cycles.
So actually… I did a fair bit yesterday!
It appears this writing exercise is starting to work. At the start of this post, I struggled to think of what I might have done yesterday that could be considered worthy of pride. By the end, I’m feeling quite proud of myself.