Necessary Mutilation

Went out to eat with friends Barb and Rick tonight, to the extraordinarily crowded Texas Roadhouse, where we celebrated Valentine’s Day by double dating.

Ate a lot (as usual); talked and laughed a lot.

Afterwards we went to a church rummage sale and I bought my usual assortment of unnecessary junk - and was thrilled all to pieces about it.

I must remember how hard it is for me to do even such ordinary things like this, though - I find myself huffing and puffing and sweating my way through any physical activity, and my knees and back are shot after just this brief shopping junket.

Even my favorite, simple things to do have become nearly unbearable.  I hope to read this back someday and have it remind me why I am undertaking such a difficult journey.