Don't Take My Sunshine Away

Betsey has been having a particularly busy week. She's dealing with an enormous group visiting San Francisco. They have been working her till late at night and getting her up early in the morning. Because of that we decided it would be best for her to take a hotel room up in The City from Monday night till Thursday. Of course that means I'd be home alone so to speak for that period of time.

Most of this recuperation has found me alone in the house as Betsey has been working or running around getting me everything I need from the outside world. Alone I can deal with. Inside can get on your nerves real quick.  My one solace is that I have been able to take advantage of our patio area, but because of the position of the patio in relation to the sun, it is only from 10:15 till 12:10 the sun shines fully on the area. I have attempted to spend as much of that time as possible on the deck, soaking up sunshine and the vital (so I'm told) vitamin D it gives off. As well there have been the occasional moments when I've ventured out of the house, but of course always with Betsey. With her up gone for four days that's meant me being unable to leave the house, so patio time is even more important. That's where the weather comes into play.

Monday and Tuesday were filled with overcast skies, cool weather, and occasional downpours of rain. Besides risking a soaking, venturing out on the patio wouldn't have given me my oh so precious two hours or so in the sun. So I sat in the house all that cold cold wet day.

Mr. Cat wouldn't even put on a hat to amuse me.

There's only so much television one can watch. There is only so much reading or writing or crossword puzzle solving one can do. By the time Tuesday afternoon came around my eyes were rolling up in my head and my feet, even the surgically repaired one, were itching to set out for open spaces. I was tired of breathing recycled indoor air, unable to even open a window lest rain, cold air, or both come pouring through it. Making everything worse was my upgrade from scooter dependent to cane enabled. Here I was, able to finally walk after six weeks of wheeling around and I couldn't even get out to the patio. I was getting a lot of practice with that cane pacing back and forth like a caged tiger. Well, maybe a caged penguin.

I wanted, no, needed to be outside, if only for a few moments.

Oh this morning though. I hobbled out to the kitchen to see sun creeping through the window. I looked out onto the patio to see dry cement with a hint of steam rising off the fence. I waited with baited breath for 10 o'clock to come around. Sure enough the sun shone on my chair. When I ventured outside it was warm and cozy. The sun shone on my face. I sat down and closed my eyes and allowed the sunshine to baste me with it's golden rays.

It's the little things.