Pain and Gain
So unlike yesterday, I was up early this morning, Mi. Mainly because my limbs were numb. Then painful. I figured it was better to break that dream with Ppa and Pma and return to the conscious self and get busy. Yes. Crazy busy today. No space for lazy.
So lamp lit, coffee consumed, I got started with the study. Gosh, the dust and the mess and the stacks of things had my head spinning. So maddening – the things we’ve accumulated! I found myself scolding me. I realized I am smarter than before. I saw the forest, not the trees.
I surveyed, I prioritized and got to work.
I love how when I am determined I don’t rest until I am done. The headache I woke up with disappeared, but the rest of the pains – the numbness turned to a war inside my legs and I felt the desperate need to keep moving and active. Around 11ish I took a break to start cooking lunch. I made white pumpkin sambar Mi – and double beans curry. I felt a little tearful thinking of how much you loved that sambar.
The little tearful threatened to become big as I thought of how you would have aided and abetted and joked as we cleaned. And the cups of coffee – I missed that. I also reminisced in my head about the salad platter you’d prettily arrange so I could fortify myself. Ah well, I am doing that every day now. Even if it is for me, I like to arrange it colorfully on my plate. Vidur, as usual likes to eat each veggie separately. How does it matter!
While cleaning I came across my old notebook, with just a few pages used. I laughed to think I bought it in 1997. Sury had written notes in some pages…and Vidur in a few. I was stunned to see how well he wrote the story of Jack and the Beanstalk in March 2003 – he was just 5 years old! In fact, his spelling for words like “instead” and “stranger” are perfectly right! His story is accompanied by his sketches and they look so cute. I decided to use the book as I need one anyway – the one I am using now has only a couple of pages left.
So nostalgic! Then there was a writing pad where he’s written a day by day account of our trip to the northeast in 2012. I’ve kept it out to read it.
That’s the best part of cleaning. Needless to say, I enjoyed looking at what I discovered, finished the dusting and postponed the rest of it to tomorrow.
I’ve been sweating like crazy all day and my hair…ewww. Wet with sweat. I went to the terrace in the evening and dried it out. And now, it is back to being damp. Don’t know why. Just can’t stay out of the fan’s radius!
Just hoping tomorrow’s a better day. I’ve been very mentally dull today. Must be the pain, no?
The good news is I go to bed earlier these days. See – always a silver lining!