Recuperation

My office these days..
I am living in stretchy yoga pants, a sweatshirt, and my hair on a giant permanent knot atop my head with one of those gaudy ruffley oversized scrunchies in hot pink
And 'REI Expedition' socks .. how apropos a name
The bed is littered with gardening magazines, journals, a meditation book, a stack of blue post-it notes (in case I have a genius thought or idea i need to stick somewhere) and both a sapphire Blue and hot pink gel pens.
I drink lemon water, gallons of plain water and one small cup of good coffee with almond milk creamer.
I take practice laps up and down the hallway with a pillow held over my stomach more for psychological reasons than practical.
I draw, I nap, I have mended socks with holes in them, I fold dish towels, I have planned my seed order for the garden, I nap. I look at the bandages, then decide not to do that anymore. I nap.
I write lists, I listened to 'Oh Pioneers' by Willa Cather on library stream. I reorganize my bedside table multiple times a day.
I take pictures. I walk down the hallway. Nap.
That's a wrap.
Expedition indeed.