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Slothing Like I've Never Slothed Before...

I'm on Day...Whatever...of my 10 day "Bed Rest" for my foot. When I started this process I thought it wouldn't be too bad. My DVR had plenty of stuff on it. I have some BluRays that haven't been viewed yet. No problem. Then again, there's only so much TV that can be watched. And I've watched it all.

I've always been a champion slother. I can sit on the couch and watch the world go by without batting an eye (I didn't mean to rhyme. Seriously). My ability to sloth has been the gateway activity to full-on hermit status. I'm not quite at the "Hermit's United" point, but I could get there if I really tried. Something tells me that I won't be trying so hard in the future.

Reason #1

I see every flaw of my condo. Don't get me wrong. I LOVE my condo. But the chipping ceiling?? If I scrape the ceiling, I'm going to have to repaint everything. The mis-matched drapes?? Same thing. I could get new drapes, but the…

Scalpel - 1, Foot - 0

It is done. My leg is elevated. My foot is wrapped and in a boot. The surgery has happened and I have gotten out of it in (almost) one piece. I won't deny I breathed a sigh of relief over the whole ordeal. Then again, there's still so much more I have to go through...

Before

I was racing like a crazy person on Friday morning. I knew there were a few things I needed to do before Mom showed up. And I was running late because I didn't want to get out of bed. Maybe it was denial. I didn't want to really have surgery. But the end of laundry and a good, long shower (since I won't be able to take one for a bit of time) had to be done before I left the house. I didn't know what I would or wouldn't be able to do when I got back.

Soon enough, I was sitting in the waiting room at the Doctor's office. Mom and I were chatting, but I couldn't shake the dread I was feeling. I know right after the crutch training incident, I kept thinking, "Maybe I…