Had a bit of a surprise at the doctor’s office during my post-op checkup. They didn’t remove the cyst. It turned out there were three cysts and worse issues going on when he went in, so the ovary came out. Steve and the doctor missed each other after the surgery, so I didn’t find out until the checkup. Happily, everything was benign. I was given the go ahead for lifting and proceeded to overdo working on the yard and pulling something. Stupid.
A friend had some flagstone left over from a project and offered it to me. So last week I drove her SUV home, unloaded the rock (with Steve’s assistance, of course), drove her SUV back to work, and then spent the rest of the evening in pain from pulling something in the process…again.
There was so much to do to catch up on that I repeated the overdoing and pulling things for two weeks. In Texas heat (translation: mid to high 90’s). You’d think I learn from experience, but that lesson wasn’t sticking for some reason.
I’m fine now. Really. I’ve started lifting weights again, I’m preparing to start a new routine on the treadmill, and my yard is beginning to look halfway decent (other than all the dead grass from our lovely Texas drought).
Today my parents came over to finish helping me get my garage under control. While Dad was putting up the slatboard, Mom and I moved the remaining flagstone to the back yard and the old cement pavers to the front yard. I packed up the Silver Pig with a garage full of recycling and sent Steve off to Austin Ecology Action (I thought it would take two trips, but that little Honda Fit can really pack it in). One more day of cleaning and organizing, and it’s going to be pretty awesome in there. That means I can start moving things from the soon-to-be-library to the garage in preparation for putting in the hardwood floor. Woo hoo! (I’m going to admit right here that I have absolutely no idea how to put in a floor, or even how to level and seal the concrete before putting in the floor.)
Tonight the herbs are going in and maybe I’ll do a little more work on the garage. Right now I’m chilling at a Starbucks (seriously, it’s freezing in here) because it’s too distracting for me to write in my trainwreck of a house (after watering every evening–on nights I actually get home before 10 pm–I’m too tired to work on the house. So it’s a mess).
Don’t worry, I hope to have the house done before our vacation, and have most of the front yard under control. This is while juggling another concert, a new Ravenloft campaign, and dying and cutting my hair (someone else is doing the cutting because I suck at it. I mean I REALLY SUCK at it).
Tomorrow is a coconut cake. Maybe I’ll have photos up late that night, or it’ll be Wednesday evening before RPGing. Fingers crossed.