Robb and I were both so certain that he was going to be totally wiped out from our wonderful day of letterboxing. This isn't anything that we had articulated, because that's just too negative and grim. But we have both observed that he usually has to pay dearly for a day of real fun. We go sailing, and then for the next three days, his muscles are locked up in gigantic painful knots.
However, we were pleasantly surprised. Robb had a lot of energy on Monday, and when I got back from work, I got to enjoy the de-cluuttered apartment that had been Robb's afternoon project.
And speaking of projects, for some reason that I cannot name, I have been totally incapable of creating much of anything since Robb's accident. I suspect this has to do with the "living on pins and needles" existance that we have been engaged in. Everyone says that knitting, for example, is relaxing. But I find that I need to have a certain level of calm to even approach a knitting or sewing or drawing endeavor.
This has to end.
I need to get on with living my life, and not just sitting perched nervously on the edge of my seat. Robb doesn't need to be watched like a hawk. He actually isn't going to shatter into a million fragile pieces. I need to uncoil the springs inside of me, and start breathing more deeply.
To this end, we spent a quiet night listening to a book on tape that James gave us. I actually dragged out my long-neglected quilting project, and happily stitched away.
The other thing we don't know...
Is who is reading the blog these days. So, we would like to challenge EVERYONE who reads this post to leave a message.
It actually is quite easy. Just click on the word "comments" at the bottom of this entry. If you don't have a blogger account, just sign in as anonymous (but please sign your name on the message). Robb and I both really enjoy your comments.