Balance

For every good there is a bad. For every positive, a negative. I am trying to put things into some kind of perspective. We were busier this weekend than the same weekend last year. The weather was perfection this past weekend. I accomplished more on the pool area than I thought I would and we are a bit ahead of schedule.


I am literally covered in a rash. I itch from head to toe and everywhere in between. I can't imagine being more miserable. I can't wear anything that fits close. It hurts. I started steroids today and have a dental appointment tomorrow. I hope I can sit still long enough to have my overlay applied to my tooth. I have only slept in short little intervals before the insane itching awakens me, Then I have to apply Caladryl or Ivy Dry or whatever new remedy is suggested to me. It burns and then I can't go back to sleep. I cannot bear to be in the sun. I am greeting campers sans undergarments or anti-perspirant. I am wearing the loosest clothes I can find. More than that, I can't wear make-up. My right eye is swollen so that I can see my eyelid if I look to the right. The left side of my face looked like I was having a major rosacea attack yesterday. Today I look like I am recovering from a burn. My left ear and nostril are under attack, too. The tiny little red bumps that are the beginning of the rash are barely visible and you scratch them unconsciously, causing them to swell and spread until they raise into an ugly blob that is hot and painful to the touch. I am having alternate chills and hot spells.


But, on the good side, he who mows is being very attentive and sympathetic. When he isn't mowing or plumbing. His new favorite pass time involves a shotgun. I wish I had a picture to post. A muskrat has taken up residence in our pond again, causing leakage wherever he (she?) chooses to burrow. Our pond is banked up high on one side and as I looked out to see where he might be as dusk approached last night I could see his silhouette as he stood looking into the water, rifle at his side. I couldn't decide if he was Elmer Fudd or a religious fanatic on sentry duty protecting the compound. I suppose it is good that I haven't lost my sense of humor.



I have been watching the news for the weather forecast. Rain has been predicted for Friday, Saturday and Sunday. We have a work weekend scheduled for all of our seasonal sites to be followed by a pot luck dinner and a birthday surprise for he who hunts, plumbs and mows. His birthday was a month ago, so this will truly be a surprise. He doesn't read my blog this time of year, so I feel safe putting this in here. Rain, poison ivy and a muskrat. Guess I need to go cook a good meal for Elmer Fudd and try to balance the negatives..........