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Don't lecture me...

I'm sore as hell because I spent the entire day outside yesterday working on mulching and I got it all done... and loved every minute of it. It made me feel alive and happy. I was humming and smiling. And I saw MY butterfly. Here. I've only seen one in the forest where I hike the dogs. It was a sign. So what if I'm sore now. I'll take it easy today to recuperate.
I can relate as that is exactly how I operate.

For me it is much easier to bear the constant pain when I disregard it best I can and get things done.
Of course it will hurt even worse afterwards, but at least I can trick my mind into believing that the pain stems from all the work that got done.

Getting into the flow while working also relieves the pain and takes the mind to focus on something else.

This way I don't feel as a victim of pain but in control.
 
What did you gind so far? Also lift the roost and have a close look at the nooks. I once found them hidden in a screwhole after disassembling the whole construction.
I just wiped my hand on the underside of the roost, looking for blood smears. Nothing. They go to roost before full dark so not sure the avoidance has to do with pests. If the trend repeats itself I will look closer. The pecking/roosting order is rather fluid these days, many pick different spots each night.
 
That sounds like a solution.
Yes. The doctor I saw also handles pain. Specifically my kind of pain.
I'm just in a hell of a bind because his staff can't manage to get paperwork through correctly to the insurance company. That's why I want to talk to my primary care doctor. Maybe I can just start over with another pain doctor. I already have one in mind.
 
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Good morning Cafe. Coffee is ready.

Don't lecture me...

I'm sore as hell because I spent the entire day outside yesterday working on mulching and I got it all done... and loved every minute of it. It made me feel alive and happy. I was humming and smiling. And I saw MY butterfly. Here. I've only seen one in the forest where I hike the dogs. It was a sign. So what if I'm sore now. I'll take it easy today to recuperate.
There is something therapeutic about working outside. It’s so calming for me. Even when I know I’ll pay for it the next day (or days). I’m glad you can get out there and find some peace and joy. (What kind of butterfly was it?)
 
I’m spending the afternoon in the pickup. DH bought a 1936 (“or maybe early ‘37 - didn’t check the serial number) John Deere (with steel wheels) at an auction yesterday. It’s a project tractor for him and our local grandson who is always wanting to work in the shop with Grandpa when he’s at the farm. So, today we’re going to pick it up and haul it home. I can’t think of a better way to spend a cloudy, sometimes drippy Sunday afternoon than riding in the pickup, listening to oldies and looking at the countryside.
 

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