mixed blessings

so the car-busted arm is not behaving and so for a time i shall not be working my regular job at YHP but instead i shall be going to physical therapy and strengthening and healing these messed-up muscles and whatnot. so for a few days i sat (laid) around my apartment moaning about how my apartment is dirty but it's too hard to clean (ever try to sweep with one hand? or change kitty litter?) and how i want to scrap but it's too painful with two hands, and too slow withonly one. and moaning when the aleve wore off (i'm a lightweight), etc.... i can think up any number of things to moan about when given the kind of opportunity afforded by entire days devoted solely to the pursuit of self-pity. so then i decided to at least try to make this time productive and so now i've been going for long walks in my neighborhood, smelling the fallness and taking lots of left-handed photos. i've been putting some time into organizing my photos, space, etc. reading books (the red tent, dear zoe, queers in space, hunger point). watching movies (but i'm a cheerleader, hercules, the opposite of sex, along came polly, better than chocolate, girlfight). taking time to see friends. and moaning a little bit in the afternoons (just for fun).