Some weeks (on Mondays or Tuesdays), I shall participate in Share Your World, a weekly blog challenge some of the cool kids I know take part in. There’s no Movie Monday this week so I shall do it today!
Would you prefer a reading nook or an art, craft, photography studio?
I think a photography studio at this point. I can read anywhere. I don’t craft much. But I love to take photos and would like to have a special space devoted just to that and to learning to do that better, learning to develop my photos more (as it were, on the computer), and frame and make art with my photos.
Tell how you are feeling today in the form of a weather report. (For example, partly cloudy, sunny with a chance for showers, etc.)
Today started with a chance of continued thunder as the stomach’s storms rolled through. Fortunately, the winds changed (no pun intended), and the skies cleared. It’s bright and sunny now, with just a slight chill in the air, and the sunny skies allowed for the taking in of the beautiful autumn-turning-to-winter scenery. The updated forecast for my wrist: continued healing with a high percentage chance of regaining full use in a few months as long as I keep following instructions.
There might be rain on the horizon, but I’ve always been on the bright side. Seems to be working well for me.
If you could witness or physically attend any event past, present or future, what would it be?
Anything from my childhood that I can’t remember clearly or clearly wouldn’t remember (like being born). People have told stories, and I remember a lot, but it would be nice, especially as a memoir writer, to see them for myself / see them again.
What inspired you or what did you appreciate this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
I’m in the midst of appreciating how patient I’ve become and how, after only about two really whiny days out of just about 6 weeks with my cast, I’m now in a soft brace, making it easier to do everything I’m allowed to do (still no gripping or lifting). The time went swiftly, because I gave into the reality of the situation from the moment it happened. And I rested. I listened to my arm/wrist/hand/mother. I took it easy. And I am healing, in more ways than one, for having done so.
This post is part of Share Your World, a weekly blog event, by Cee (click to read this week’s post).