There are times I am dragged into the process of living as I grunt and groan, or sometimes kick and scream.
I believe I use my CFIDS (Chronic Fatigue Immune Dysfunction Syndrome) too easily as an excuse for trying to lay-low, and hide on my couch with Eddie (my little bald-headed cockatiel) and a good book. Thank God I have friends who who help insure that I don't remain a wallflower, and also somewhat regularly need my help, of one kind or another. They do give me perspective, and as the expression goes, keep me honest.
I am not the most cheerful person in the world. (Ask my Mother or my Sister, Cate, if you have any doubts.) But I do know at least a couple of people who always seem to be quite upbeat no matter the circumstances. And I do have to say, it's a pleasure to know them, and to know they are kicking around in the world. The mere thought of them can brighten my day at the bleakest of times.
Anyroad, the struggle goes on. I'd like to say I have great things to accomplish on this sunny (at least at the moment) Saturday. But I'm afraid 'tis cleaning I must do. I am a truly horrendous housekeeper. If there is only one thing I put off to another day on a regular basis, yep, it's the cleaning thing. Oh, well. Time to bite the bullet.
I do know that for all of us, there are times life seems overwhelming. But as bad as it can get, life is still a great gift, and should always be treated with great respect. Looking at what people are going through around me, and the horrible situations that occur in the world, I know I am incredibly fortunate. And so, it is the least I can do to soldier on, even if I am far from the perfect, and uncomplaining, soldier. I am not always happy with my lot, but as I heard an Australian once say, I wouldn't be dead for dollars.
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