Catch up

9/17/06 Sunday
We are both up and moving. I’ve been focusing on the trailer for the last three days and think I got allot done. Getting allot done is relative for me. I would have finished this project days ago if I was in shape, like I was before the wreck. That is both physical and mental. Much of my time is spent figuring out what to do and how to do it. Then I see a task I need to do, often something I had started and didn’t finish earlier, and start on it, thus getting distracted. Then I might get back to the original task but by now (Five minutes later) I have forgotten how I had decided to do something so figure it out all over again.

Allot of what I’ve been doing on the trailer requires bending over and stretching out. Sure let me know just how out of shape I am and how beat up this body is. At first I was going strong but it wasn’t long before I began to wear down. I take allot of breaks as I work. Sometimes to rest up my arm that is working the paint roller. It doesn’t take long to feel like I’m lifting a heavy weight and the arm is too weak to control the paint roller. Most of this is due to my lack of physical exercise. I expect to strengthen up considerably at the farm because I’ll have plenty to do.

You know, the farm is about as perfect a situation for me, and Cherie, as we could order. It will get us both in better shape physically and the quiet steady life a farm provides is just what a doctor would describe for brain injury survivors. Of course that’s presuming things will be quiet and steady. I really don’t have a clue how it will be. I am sure the first year or two will be stressful but that things will settle down.

It’s 8:24 AM now. I think everyone is up so making noise on the trailer shouldn’t upset anyone. Of course there are only six residents in the building. Gonna head out now.
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Here you go. Everything is Safety Red cause the gallon was reduced at the store and I need bright red for the color scheme I have in mind. Some of you can guess, nah, all of you probably can guess what I have in mind.



9/18/06 Monday
This is a crappy rainy day. I went out to the trailer twice to work on it but it was too miserable so I came back in. I feel like the day looks and can’t seem to motivate. I just turned off the TV cause silence seemed so much better. We are looking for the check Virginia said she was sending but it didn’t come in today. That money will help me finish the trailer. If the rain holds up I may go measure and drill the holes I need to mount the sheet metal on the sides of the trailer.

Eileen finally returned my many calls yesterday. She sounded pretty anxious and not to well. She said she was in the hospital and had her daughter checking her messages. Eileen wanted me to come right over but it was 7:30 at night and a bit late for me. We will go over to see her today after Cherie gets off work.

That’s all I’ll write for now. I know I haven’t been posting much lately but suspect that’s how’ll it’ll be for a bit as we approach our move date. Cherie is getting anxious too and has spent time looking at flowers she can plant in Texas. She’s never been able to have a garden before. For that matter she’s never had a house either.