This is the wall I hit yesterday morning when I got up early to go to the Flower Market.
You can move around the wall, but it rebuilds in moments. You can ignore the obvious, but at some point you have to cry "Uncle".
I made it through a wedding appointment then drove home and slept all afternoon. I slept all night and well into this morning. I left the shop in good hands. Thanks Marisa.
Lessons? Abandon the Protestant Work Ethic post-surgery, don't be in a big hurry to get off of pain meds, (there aren't any more stars going into our crowns for suffering) , and rely on others where ever possible. And every time your partner asks you if you need anything, say yes. Hot lemon water? Yes. Ice pack? Yes. Warm socks? Yes. Something special for dinner? Yes. Extra blanket? Yes.
This day and tomorrow for recharge. Thanks, Dr. King. I'll be celebrating on the couch watching the Inauguration, waiting for snow.