It was one of those days where the list of things to do was longer than the day itself. It also happened to be one of those days where I could only drag myself around and try not to think of everything that needed doing.
It was one of those days where I ended up throwing in the towel and curling up on to rest a bit. Clearly the towel I threw in was exactly what the dog wanted because he made a beeline straight for where I was and flopped down beside me.
Now I know this may make me appear lazy to some, and I guess if you don’t understand what it’s like to live with lupus that makes sense. But when you have limited energy sometimes the list can’t be completed. Sometimes the best choice you can make is to flop down and toss in the towel.
Besides in the grand scheme of things, picking up paper towels isn’t going to matter. Not like spending time with loved ones or taking care of your health. I’ve yet to hear an elderly person say s/he wished that s/he had spent more time picking up paper towels, laundry or what have you. There is a reason people talk about spending time with loved ones and those that are important in our lives…because in the end that’s what matters. That’s where the memories come from. And I’m grateful for the “lazy” afternoon I had with the dog. Paper towels? Well I will just put them on another list!