I want too much.

[navygreen]

My ankle feels SO much better after a good rest. Two days ago, as I promised magnummom, I did nothing all day. I stayed in my pajamas even, and I just lounged around, mostly staying in my bed with my foot elevated and on ice. I was disappointed to really not see much of a difference yesterday. Even so, I laid around most of the day yesterday, only finally getting up and getting dressed to take the boys to see Ratatouille (of which they'd been counting down the days until opening day last Friday, but then had had to be postponed until I could better manage the theater).

And the movie would've been okay, except for one thing: I forgot about the stairs. STAIRS, and lots of 'em. We only hobbled six rows up, and I decided that was enough. I know I could've chosen seats on the floor, but - well, that's not an enjoyable show, you know? And I tried to keep my foot up on the seat in front of me for the entire movie, but I had to keep rearranging myself, and I wished I'd brought a blanket or something to balance more easily on, rather than the thin back of the chair, which felt like it was digging into the back of my calf or ankle.

But my ankle *is* better today - I can tell. The swelling is finally abating, and today it looks decently close to the shape it should be. To touch the skin, one can feel that it is still quite puffy, but at least the puffiness is not visible from a distance any longer. The coloring, though? My, yes, that's still to be seen at 50 paces!

All that being said, I'm happy now with the healing progress of the past two days, but - indeed, there's a 'but,' and I can't help myself - I have things I want to do today. We have to go grocery-shopping, and I can't put it off any longer. We have no milk, no juice, plus we're out of other sundry items. And that's not all. I'm DYING to put away all the clean laundry I washed three days ago (three loads). For now, it's just been sitting on my couch. I cleaned the kitchen three days ago as well (it wasn't bad, but I needed to unload the dishwasher, load the dishes that were piling up in the sink and wipe down the counters, but then I also made an impromptu decision to clean out the fridge and freezer at the same time), but I'm really really really in the mood to bake cookies. Of course, baking cookies means attending to them constantly until all of the batch is done, which means a longer stand on my feet. And I want to vacuum my carpets and floors. I like to do it at least every other day (sometimes *every* day), and it's been eight days! (I last did them a week ago on Monday.)

I know that if I attempt all these things today, I will likely suffer the cost tonight and tomorrow. But then I rationalize with myself, "But you can lay around all day tomorrow until 3-4ish - that's long enough to recover, right?" And it might be, if that were it. But then I'll be on my feet from that point until dark, partying it up for the Fourth.

I hate this. I know what I should do, what I shouldn't do. I know that no one else cares about my floors... but *I* do. I know that I don't need to make cookies, but we've gotten new neighbors over the last weekend, and I really feel like a heel for having not taken them something already - it's my "thing," and I always do this.

The boys have been so great, they really have. They keep the toys and clutter picked up, they get the mail, they wipe up crumbs at the table, rinse their dishes, load the toilet paper rolls and bring me the phone quickly as soon as it rings. They've brought me pillows and movies, and they've let me sleep. A.J. makes most of the meals for himself and Jack, and he pours all Jack's drinks for him. As a reward, I told them they both earned an extra dollar last week in their allowances, and they seemed very proud of themselves as they took in the extra cash. I am very blessed that they are exactly the ages that they are when something like this happens - it makes me realize and appreciate how very independent they are becoming each and every day. :-)

And in close, I realize that I've still not ever written the story of how/where I hurt my ankle and my knee, have I? I'll need to get around to that at some point, I guess...

Comments

[ginky.livejournal.com]

Not to enable you, but you could make cookie bars. My chocolate chip cookie recipe has cookie bar version, and that's usually what I make because I'm lazy and 1 cake pan is easier to clean than 374029 cookie sheets. You just press the dough into a 9x13 pan and bake for 15-20 minutes. :)

[navygreen.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think the cookies will have to wait for another day. But thanks for the idea!

[wholuvsya.livejournal.com]

i hate knowing there are fifty million things to do and i shouldn't *really* be doing them...glad your kiddos are helping though! how'd you like the movie?

[navygreen.livejournal.com]

I'm a multi-tasker by nature, and it's nearly impossible to just Sit. And be Still.

Torture!

[navygreen.livejournal.com]

Wrong icon. *dons dunce hat*

[saffirebleu.livejournal.com]

The boys are being so good to you. It's great when they pitch in to help during a time of difficulty.

[navygreen.livejournal.com]

They really are. We've had bad days, of course, but we've had mostly good ones lately. :-)

[shoebox_addict]

Glad your ankle is feeling better! Rest up cause I'm sure the boys will want to go to some fireworks tomorrow!

It's a good thing, though, that the boys can take care of themselves like that, eh? =)

Happy Fourth! (in advance)

[navygreen.livejournal.com]

Even as we party tomorrow, I plan to just park my butt in a chair and put my foot up. ;-)

[shoebox_addict]

Lol! Well, enjoy the day!! :D

[navygreen.livejournal.com]

They're really growing up, you see. It's more and more evident every day. Jack lost his second tooth just four days ago, and the first one he lost (back in March) is already fully grown in.

I'm so old.