I’m doing the best I can.
That’s been my mantra this week. I’m going to work and working my butt off. I’m taking care of my mom’s bills, legal stuff, phone calls and dr. visits. Saturday we worked all day in the house packing it up. There were a lot of “remember this?” and “who gets this?” It was a joy to have mom help, now she knows who’s getting what and she can visit those kids and me anytime she wants and see her stuff!
My voice is about 1/2 back – gravelly sounding. The idea is to not talk and let it heal. Drinking lots of hot tea and honey. Cough is almost gone, it kicks up with the dust we kick up.
Yes, can you tell I’ve been procrastinating about talking about my exercise/food plan? Well, I’ve sucked at that. I haven’t tracked anything. I haven’t worked out. I haven’t eaten right. And this week, that’s okay. Cause I’m doing the best I can.
Some weeks are just like that.
You’re doing a good job.
Thanks Katie — working on it!
The best you can do is enough for the people who love you! 🙂
Thank you Alicia — I agree!