Open your eyes and do that daily stretch that feels like it will kill you; but it won’t it just feels like it. Am Up, am up, am up is what I tell my body, come on body respond; there’s no response except the stretch Houston we have a problem. It would be another two hours before the body responds to Houston’s demands. Okay let’s see what we shall do first; get up perhaps laughing out loud to only myself. Wow the conversations in my head are nice and clear maybe I need to just stay here permanently. The furniture is nice, up-to-date & contemporary. The kitchen is updated; stainless steel appliances of course wouldn’t have it any other way, granite counter tops with an island.  The master bedroom is fit for a Queen “hint hint” meanwhile back to the story; the on suite bath is awesome I shall give no more details I’ve given enough I tell myself and we both agree. You may be asking “we”. Well sure I am up only in the mind of make believe; I didn’t feel like getting up when I was told, so my head told my arms to get up, and my arms told my torso, and my torso tried to reach my legs, after conversing with them all, we decided to take our medications and stay in bed because today was one of those days. Fibromyalgia did rear its ugly head but I was the winner in the end; I got up much, much, much, later to greet my beautiful daughter and handsome husband as they enter my bedroom.

God Bless and keep on Blogging…..