When It Rains
I like the rain. I really do. Living in LA, I get enough sun and heat. I day dream about places like Scotland and Seattle.
But this week it didn’t just rain. It poured. And accomplishing anything, especially being healthy and doing any physical activity went right down the drain.
Monday I had the day off work, but I went in to finish something before the rush of Tuesday’s craziness hit me. Sometimes I do my daily burn workouts at the office, too. So that was a possibility. Then I got a call from my contractor asking to meet early, so I had to rush home for that. So Monday was over.
Tuesday. Work was nuts and then my hand started hurting while I was out at the movies. Like a small pain. But then it turned into really awful my-hand-is-frozen-in-pain-sickles pain. And one of my coworkers was out to take care of her sick kids, adding more work to my plate.
Wednesday. Work was nuts and my hand only got worse. Mumbling “ouch” “god” and “shit” whenever you type or hold a pen is not a fun or productive way to get through long days at work. Then my contractor tells me he needs me to clear my driveway before Saturday. Yard work and cleaning up that mess in my driveway had been my only source of physical activity before the holidays and sinus infection. But moving bags of pebbles is no picnic with 2 good hands and daylight. With one hand down and the sun setting HOURS before I get home from work when all my coworkers are actually here, things are looking grim.
Then it started raining.
When it rains it pours. Literally raining in LA floods the streets and ruins traffic. I had an idea that I would get home and do some of that yard work. When I got home, exhaustion and depression set in. I told my contractor the driveway clean up would be impossible.
And I went to bed.
Thursday. The sun came out. Sure I have tendentious in my right hand, so much to do at work and at home that my head might explode, but it did stop raining and my coworkers made it back to work to take some pressure off the rest of us. Actually went for a walk in the afternoon, too. Kind of a miracle after the way this week started.