This Frog, Thankful for the Eagle on a Sunday. Lunch Was Had, Conversations Continued, and Lawn Mowed. Phew.

I got a little nervous on Sunday that the lawn needed to be mowed but I couldn't do it. Edem is still working overnight shifts for Amazon and coaching, and all I read online said, "Mowing is off limits from hernia surgery until cleared. It became a battle in my head between what I knew I should do, and what needed to be done. I was ready to go when Chitunga called and said, "I think I will come to Stratford, after all."

We went to Riley's on the Lordship seawall. It was overcast, but a great day to sit outside, eat a great burger, and enjoy the day (even though my mind was on New Orleans, Louisiana, Alabama, and Mississippi. Phew. Ida. Tunga didn't even know there was another storm. He's been working extra hard at his job in Stamford and NYC.

We finished the meal by driving around Stratford, looking at homes for sale (because that's a past-time for him....paying attention to the housing market), and discussing property, before returning to Mt. Pleasant, where I figured he'd head back into adulthood. Nope. He brought another bag, changed into shorts, and went out to the shed to get the mower. The relief and appreciation were instantly enormous. It's not my nature to ask for help, even when I need it. And I needed it. It just feels good that he has my back (my frustration in being useless is overwhelming me).

I weed-whacked the sidewalks (even though I shouldn't have), easy because it's on wheels and is less than 10 pounds. He mowed, then sprayed the driveway with a hose, before heading on his way..

So, Sunday was a great lunch, a mowed lawn, the end of the LLWS (Tunga went to hit golfballs), and a day of wonderful conversation.

Today, it's the 100th Covid test (this time of the new school year) and a return to the surgeon to get an update on the progress. I hope it is much better than I'm feeling. I also hope she gives me details about why this procedure's recovery was so much rougher than the last. 

BUT I need to get my arse in gear for the semester. I've been about a C+ colleague the last 3 weeks, and I haven't responded to all the emails. I just couldn't get my brain to do so. I know many people advised not to look at my computer at all, but that is not how my brain works. I need to stay on top of as much as I can so nothing terrible happens down the road.

Ah, but yesterday was all about Chitunga. So thankful he came to save the day. Feeling very fortunate, indeed.