being sick and tired. I caught a head cold a week ago last Wednesday. I wasn't sick enough to stay in bed or stop doing any daily chores but I felt like cr@p. I did start going to bed early and allowed myself to sleep in every morning. Last Wednesday, just when I was beginning to feel some improvement, it struck again. So, in an effort to shake my ill health I added resting more during the day and staying home to the list. I missed my first knitting circle get together last Wednesday, my grandson's 7th birthday yesterday and the Crafters Market today. The head cold is, ever so slowly, going away.

On top of this I am still contending with my plantar faceitus. I started seeing a physiotherapist who has given me laser treatments and exercises to do at home. Although it has improved to the point where I no longer feel the need for a walker, I'm still limping through the afternoons. Perhaps it wouldn't have gotten so bad if my new doctor hadn't told me to go ahead and walk on it. The physiotherapist told me this is one of the injuries where you shouldn't push through the pain. If it hurts, rest it. Needless to say, my opinion of my new doctor has dropped a notch.

On a happy note, the weather is improving and I will be able to sit out on the deck and knit and spin without a waterproof winter coat. Ah, even with these temporary annoyances, life is good.