So I need rules. I have realized this about myself. Telling me to “take it easy” means nothing to me. So until I see my doctor on Wednesay, I’m kind of having to come up with my own rules for ‘bedrest’. No more than 15-30 mins of standing every few hours. This stuff is hard because I don’t feel sick. I have so many things that I can be doing in the house. The Christmas tree is still up. I have a bookshelf to clear off. My bathtub needs cleaning. Overall, I realize this is a control issue. I own this. Hubbins went to the grocery store by himself tonight and I was so anxious….then I felt silly about feeling that way. This post has turned into rambling…but I have to get these thoughts out. Hubbins showed me this quote today and it was what I needed to give me a kick out of my funk.