Driving from home to a doctor’s office, I was encouraged to see that the trees are changing. It isn’t full autumn yet, but it’s looking good. I took a few pictures along the way, which also probably means that my month of battling fibromyalgia is finally ending. It doesn’t usually last this long, but this was a bad one.
I have been so exhausted and so fuzzy-brained, getting anything done has been murderously hard. And the thing is, no matter how crappy you feel, life doesn’t stop and wait for you.
You still have to function. It doesn’t improve my mood any, either. The medical community seems to not understand why people who have Fibromyalgia and are exhausted and in pain also seem to have some emotional instability.
Funny thing. I don’t have any trouble connecting those dots!
So while I was feeling very much like crumpling into a heap on the floor and staying there until I felt better, I still managed to find a contractor, pay down bills, write pieces, even take a few pictures. You know I’m exhausted when lifting my camera seems like far too much work!
I took these today. I saw the big stone with the scarlet Virginia Creeper trying to cover it. I also found a brilliant pumpkin farm and got some great pumpkin pictures. You wouldn’t believe some of the shapes they grow them in these days!