Tomorrow is my last day of leave. I'm feeling physically well enough to go back to work, but I'm feeling a little sad about it, too. I'm gonna like being retired when the time comes!
I think I mentioned that one of the good things about having been home this last month was being able to wander around in the backyard taking photos of my dog-girls and whatever else struck my fancy. It was good for me to be up and moving around and my camera weighs way less than the 10 pound lifting limit I still have imposed on me, so it was a good activity for me.
It was especially fun watching the girls doing zoomies around the backyard. Like this:
When the girls are doing zoomies, it's a good thing. When I am doing zoomies, it isn't such a good thing at all. Now that this slow, gentle recuperating time is coming to an end and I'll be going back into the rat-race, I'm promising myself to avoid zoomies and zoomie inducing situations, to slow down, worry less and enjoy everyday life more. Even traffic.
*I stole the title of this post from Sarge and Daisy, Kendra and Bella who use the word "zoomies" a lot.