I think my eyes are a whole mood right now... So much going on & really nothing I can do to fix any of it. My dad & father-in-law both have covid & other things going on. Both in hospitals in different states. My ankle is still healing <now in a softer athletic brace> for the next 4 weeks. And I’m still catching up on housework. Fibro is flaring, because stress & because it can... I have never been a ‘sit back & chill’ kinda person, like never ever... So the broken ankle was quite a blow to my naturally active self... I was 3.5 days from getting my soft brace when all the family health news hit... I have been trying really hard to busy myself with housework & a crochet project until I’m called to the plate to do that magic voodoo I do... What voodoo is that you ask? My magical voodoo skill is in organizing everything & everyone, keeping every duck in that row at attention, and getting shit done... I feel that call coming... Not today... But I definitely feel it like the slightest wisp of fog rolling in off the water... #covidsucks #magicalvoodoo #wispoffog #fibroflare https://www.instagram.com/p/CKmgOCIj39c/?igshid=enikqat83ov9
