Mountains and Turtles

Then there was the mountain Monday morning. The sunrise made it all rosy and glowy! I assure you, it does not look like this now. There has been discussion around our house about turning on the heat as opposed to waiting to mid October like we usually do. Unfortunately, TOG has to change out the filthy furnace filters first (say that fast 3x) or my lungs will go into cardiac arrest when he flips on the furnace. Can lungs do that? I wouldn't put it past my lungs, wretched things! In the meantime, I've taken to wearing wool socks!

No, I don't have turtles. *title post reference... asthmagirl is still on her first cup of coffee*

The thing is, I talked about turtles a few post back. About how I had pulled my head in and sealed myself off. I think it's protective.... a side effect of having funky lungs the last month or so and not being able to go into work... In spite of the fact that the blog is sort of about asthma, I really don't want me to be about asthma right now....

So I'm working on putting my head back outside of the turtle shell... on posting regularly, on reaching out a little more. It seems pretty easy to hibernate and let the lungs call the shots. I need to find my sense of rebellion again. I'm pretty sure it's around here somewhere...

Hugs to y'all and apologies for being so absent...

AG out...