Seems I've had this view too much over the past year. My feet propped up on a stool while I am recovering from one thing or the other.
So it's apparent I'm still in whining mode, but I am a bad patient. Even when I'm also acting as the care-giver. Or maybe because I am the care-giver.
A dreary day in the neighborhood of southern MN. The weather is offering up its sympathy for my unhappy mind and body. Thank you Mother Nature. As long as you are bringing on the dreary, could you add a little rain to it? I'm just asking.......
Some people, when given the opportunity for solitude and introspection, use it to ponder life. I use it to ponder my feet.