Twisted, warped or slightly bent???

Those who know me, love or at least tolerate my warped sense of humor.  I love to laugh and aim it at myself on a regular basis.  This quote for some reason struck my funny bone simply based on the fact that it's been a very long time since I woke up feeling anything but "oh I'm still here".

The great news is that my blinding headache from yesterday snuck off like a thief in the night.

Regardless I still am exhausted and already contemplating my afternoon nap.  If we had any sunshine, I'd probably curl up in the sun, nap and pretend I was a fat cat.  At least I've got half of it covered!  In spite of the exhaustion there are a few things on my plate these days, "goals" if I dare call them that.  One is taking Miss Lola for a daily walk, it's good for her and gets me out of the house.  Used to be I was a social butterfly, but now I rarely leave the house.  A few of the changes that are beginning to grow on me.  I love my home and it's at the top of my thankfulness list every day, but a few minutes of natural vitamin D3 is awesome.  Another daily mission is to write.  Whether it's this blog or one of the other projects that have been roaming around in my mind, the daily discipline is essential.  The past four months since my surgery, have been a nightmare.  My surgeon had warned me that the worst was yet to come, but who knows what that entails till you're smack dab in the middle of it.  This week it seems that some of the mental fog has parted and low and behold I can put two thoughts sequentially on a page. 

All that to say........I may not bound out of bed with vim and vigor in the morning, but my days are consistently improving in some small way and I'm thankful.