I was going to try to take a break from so many medical appointments this week, but it didn't work out that way. It 's going to be super-busy with another 8 appointments. Hopefully, I'll be skipping the ER this week.

I'm keeping up with my meditation and that seems to be helping relax me before bed. I've been waking up prematurely, though. This morning I was up at 4:30, so I got on the computer. When Gary woke up at 6:00 I ironed his shirt for work, then I started gardening in the cool of the morning. It has already started getting too hot for me by 11:00 or so, and it takes quite a while to cool off in the evening. That means mornings are the right time to garden and pull weeds...and boy, there are lots of weeds this year. I hate Gary using chemicals like Round-Up, so I volunteered for weed duty. I spent 75 minutes doing gardening and weeding this morning.

After I ate some oatmeal for breakfast, I did my 30 minute yoga routine. Then it was time to make lunch for Gary. After he went back to work, I had a dental appointment, then did the grocery shopping. After I put the groceries away I did 30 minutes on the Gazelle. Now I am definitely pooped and looking forward to my evening meditation and bedtime.

Oh, I did get the greatest deal today that Gary readily approved of. I got a certificate for a haircut and color for only $10 at a salon that normally charges a minimum of $100 for those services. That's a definite WooHoo!

When I was at the physical therapist last week, this poem was posted on the wall. I had seen it before, but had forgotten about it. Perhaps you have seen it before, too, but it's worth the read again.

DON’T QUIT

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

- Author unknown