Or as Jammin' as I get to be these days! But it's a beautiful,lazy Sunday. Neighbors are outside with their children and generally puttering around. I'm finding my thrill cleaning my room, doing laundry, making lasagna and I have to fit in my Dr. mandated walk.

Doesn't sound much like a party but since I can now it's a hoot--at least in my mind. Just cleaning my room in the past consisted of grabbing a trash bag, walking to my room, looking around to assess where to start--and lying down because that's what my heart demanded. Get up, try again, repeat as needed. Obviously I wasn't making a dent in my to-do list!

Though my heart is fixed (so declared by Doc the Ripper--a story for another time) a year and a half of imitating a slug has reduced my stamina to pretty near zero. BUT, my heart will take it and I now have to build up my stamina again.

Jamie