As I’d indicated earlier, my participation has become rather clunky. As have I. This apartment-selling has dragged me down. Look okay in public but realize I’ve become more dark. [Note how I do not want to say “depressed.”]
My apologies for not commenting on all of your efforts. Truthfully, I could not read here and have to face my unsatisfactory participation. Generally it’s been like pulling teeth (sorry, Claude, know you do not like that image) to crank out a blog. Politically the space around here has been quite dark; we are still fighting the crazy anti-Choice people. Along with the economy, etc.
My shoulder is better. Physical therapy, now ended, has been wonderful, improved how I stand and walk. That has ended. Acupuncture has been useful for arm and back. As a side, I was surprised to learn I’ve been spelling it incorrectly–with an extra “c.” Thought the Chinese were wrong–not a chance.
May 17…5,646 steps, 1136 aerobic (Open House, someone makes an offer)
May 21…6,274 steps, 1,624 aerobic
May 23…4,027 steps
May 24… 3,788 steps
May 25…1,335 steps (Co-op Board rejects our buyer’s offer)
May 27…begin to forget to put pedometer in pocket some days
May 31…Open House
June 5…1,470 steps
June 7…5,459 (Open House)
June 9…3,004 steps (Had to deal with loosely-wrapped buyer who may/may not work out)
And so it goes. Fortunately, we decided to take a break, go to Portland, O. for ten days. Cannot come soon enough with a parting Open House day before we leave.