The sky after heavy rains yesterday evening, shortly before sunset,
I apparently injured one or more of the adductors in my right leg Sunday night. I am not aware of doing it, although I am prone to such injuries, and may have been simply walking without intention following a lovely evening where I sat for far too long. Setbacks, reversals, and shifts in perspective are simply part of life, the trick is simply in negotiating the path.
Yesterday involved several therapeutic interludes of ice, gradual stretching, and rest. Walking was slow and painful, with small mincing steps, but I did (barely) get my steps in. I am finding it somewhat easier to move this morning; I can at least get out of bed, and even sit or rise from a chair without agony, which is good, but I need to take care and not do too or much too fast. Gardening activities, with the requisite bending and squatting will probably be on hold for the rest of this week as well.
But some of the other petty annoyances have been corrected or are scheduled for correction. There is light in the kitchen and the master bedroom, although the latter is only temporary and some shopping is warranted. The sink in the master bathroom will be reattached this evening. I was told the workman would be here late, after normal working hours, as it would be done after the scheduled install for today. I am fine with that even though I may end up missing a concert tonight; at this point I'd rather have a sink. If it is glued today, it can probably be plumbed on Thursday.
And now, I am going to go sit on the porch with a cup of coffee, listen to birdsong, and enjoy the softness of the morning air.