Snow Globe Living and Pajama Jeans? (pg 25)

To quote a dear friend: "I feel like I am living in a snow globe"! It is not bad enough that my patience is on the lowest end of a scale (if there was a scale of measurement for such a virtue) but seriously all this snow is hindering progress here. Ok, well that's a bit dramatic, cause the latest is:
I have been off pain meds for 3 days now, am able to sleep on my belly and actually slept a whole 8 hours like a normal person last night. I woke up and accomplished some errands via the internet, had some long over due conversations with some favorites. Than I decide ok, I am gonna go make me some food, uhuh ummm ya...that is when my body said "please lady go back to bed your not strong enough yet".  So frustrating, I get brain busy and then try to just do normal stuff but......ya I know I am growing a liver, right?  Dad, he too is still having the frustration wanting to make bigger strides, but he definitely is, I see it, even if he does not. Truth is we both are but since I am his child it makes perfect sense that neither of us feel like we are getting better. He no longer needs the visiting nurse and is becoming more independent with his own basic needs, but he is still on the oxygen but that will take time. One day I will be writing that he is sailing somewhere minus the O2.
As for Lynne the snow gives her a good excuse  to go outside and "exercise", while all I can do is watch the snow collect on Libby, my Jeep and think man I wanna drive her so bad!!  It would not surprise me if she built her self a igloo just to have a place to hide from Dad and I. Our discussions are usually about twisted potty humor, aches and pains that would aggravate anyone that has been stuck listening to this for as long as she has.
I wear every variation of sweat suits and pajama's and a constant pony tail daily. All I wanna do is wear my normal clothes and get in my Jeep and just drive till the air gets warmer and I can stand in the ocean. Every day is a day closer to that and now that I am awake and have my clarity back, the writer, the planner, the gotta go in me is coming back faster and stronger then ever, this will be a great year with out a doubt. I have many doors to revisit and just say "yes" to. I am grateful for the friends that are more like sisters and a brother that have been continuing to reassure me that all that I started prior to this is still waiting for me and have the balls to tell me to "shut up" "slow down"  "let me help" and "just rest".  Soon I will be finishing my rehabilitating with Cindy at her home, with her help the walk before the "run" will do me good, as I miss the mirth of my Ladies and their children and to be surrounded by them and their beautiful light is truly the best medicine. 
I was thinking since I feel like everything is so far away, like wearing regular clothes and driving, maybe I should buy some Pajama jeans and get on the stationary bike....hmmmm...could help....

"She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air."