...Is have some fun
Sheryl Crow's song "All I wanna do" woke me up this morning as I stumbled through my routine of disconnecting from the kidney dialysis machine. I do my dialysis at home, which means I don't have to travel three times a week to a facility. It also means I have to do it nightly.
"I'm feeling I'm not the only one."
I get itchy feet around this time of year. I want to drive to someplace new and feel the sun on my skin. Since I have that very fair skin, I have to watch my sun exposure. Still I need to feel it-- that slight burning sensation- that means summer will follow spring.
It's not one of those days where I can sit in my apartment and just look out the window. It's not one of those days when I can be an observer and not a participant.
My reading today told me to not make any sudden moves or plans until I got the "green light." Then I should take it easy. Maybe later today, when I have to pick up some medication, I'll take the dog to the park. If I am tired I can sit on the bench and watch the runners and speed walkers.
There is a moment, when I am writing this that I realize, that fun at sixty is different than fun at thirty or younger. I used to go to the dance clubs (or halls) and just dance as hard as I could. It was very aerobic the way I danced. Makes me smile how much I enjoyed my body moving to the music.
My body remembers those times and pouts that I don't have the physical capabilities to do that again.
So today will be my "fun day. I don't have to run day." (Bangles Manic Monday)
And Foxy will enjoy it too.