So I've been dealing with a bloodshot right eye for the past few days, along with the unsightly eczema which continues on my wrists at the base of my hands. Gary came home today and said he'd been thinking about my eye all day. Commented on how it's been an ongoing/off and on sort of situation for the past six months. Drilled me on my contacts, which I'm extremely careful about wearing, and asked a couple of other questions. Said that the bottom line was that he thought that mental stress was the cause of all of it. Yep. I'd agree. Dang extended family stuff.
He said the keywords to relax might be treadmill, yoga and the like. He's right. Got to get the junk out of my head. About to sit on the kitchen floor with the girls to play with the chickens. Gary's been laying out the plan for the coop for the backyard. Thankfully the birds are easily contented. I think that's a chicken's way, though. Not too bright, so that's good, and glad of any attention at all, especially if it concerns food. Their current favorite treat is spaghetti noodles, with roaches being a close second. Yeah, buddy. We're a class act in this house.
Anyway, taking middle daughter to the dentist tomorrow to have two teeth pulled. One a baby tooth that never fell out and an adult molar that came in decayed. It's next to the back molar and she'll have wires put in to pull that back tooth into the gap. Amazing to me what they can do. And also wild that she actually enjoys going, but then again, her student doctor is such a doll. Makes it easier all around.
Hope all is well in your world. I must go play with chickens now.
