One of the biggest side effects I've been experiencing from having quit smoking is my diminished attention span. I'm usually the sort of person that gets really absorbed in what I'm doing, so much so that I have no idea what time it is, or even what day it is, when I come up for air. And over the past four weeks I've just been floundering, unable to really do or make anything. I stare a lot. But not at you. Because that's rude.
I have barely touched my wheel since I smoked my last cigarette. I've knit NOTHING. Part of that, though, is because Jeremy showed up one day with one of these, so I played this obsessively until I finished it and now I am free...FREE! It took me a week. I guess I have no problem with attention span when the activity in question involves staring at the tv while waving my hands wildly about.
To add to the surrealist nature of our current, smoke-free state, Jeremy had some surgery and has been at home for the past week and a half. Dude had a hernia, if you can believe that. The first few days were pretty rough, but he's recovering well. While I like having him home every day, my regular daily routine is out of whack and I can't seem to snap back.
I just want things to feel normal again, or at least get used to the new way so that it becomes normal.
A lot has happened in the past few weeks. It turned out that the first doctor (walk-in) we saw about Alex's arm was wrong and the arm was broken after all. It didn't seem to be healing, and Alex's regular doctor thought it was broken as soon as he saw it. No harm done, he's almost done healing and soon he'll do some physio to strengthen his shoulder muscle which has diminished from being in the sling. Personally, I can't wait until he gets better because I really enjoyed when he used to load and unload the dishwasher.

Yesterday I got a call from the fibre shop. It turns out that a couple of people who had ordered wheels months ago have changed their minds, and when the shipment came in, they thought of me. HELL YEAH!



