spring is here

PB &J

I’m ready for Phase 2 

A dirty wheelchair. 

Which I had just cleaned. 

I’m the one who orders supplies 

And puts them away. 

I’m finally ok

With no one else caring 

Or doing anything more

Than sitting in a chair. 

Well- I’m not ok. 

But I know it won’t ever change. 

No one else is too upset 

About it. Just me. 

They think I’m over-reacting. 

Last year and now. 

This has been a hard year. 

I’ve aged exponentially. 

It’s been 3 months since I quit

Drinking wine 100%. 

Well- 99% to be sure. 

And 6 months or more since I cut

Way way way (way) back

To a glass or two a week

From a glass or two a day. 

Frankly, I expected easier weight loss 

And better energy. 

Better facial muscle tone

As all that Jazz. 

I look worse. 

Before the blends. 

Well soon see!

Still finishing up the massive 

72 hour schedule. 

Plus driving! 

Long days. 

I’m glad for days when

The boy is not too sick 

Or too emotionally demanding. 

So far, he hasn’t slipped back 

into old habits. 

Maybe if I can keep

And edge on my work,

We won’t have to! 

We can go outside now-

His favorite thing in the world to do. 

A walk down the street

Is like a trip to Disneyland for him. 

It’s all he wants to do. 

I get that. 

I’m fixated on my vacation! 

Gotta take time to be present 

While we wait. 

Or we miss everything now.