Not much of a holiday if you ask me.

The Columbus Day weekend cruised by quickly. Not that I did anything noteworthy to celebrate the ‘holiday.’ In fact, it was mostly working, as usual. The weather couldn’t have been better for it, though. These were glorious days to be outside. I just wish I could have been doing something more…fun, is all. Friday was mostly catching up on a project for work (some graphic thing I'd rather not get into, just suffice it to say, it is meant to feed the people, not stimulate the senses). Then Sunday and Monday were spent raking and bagging leaves. No, I did not get to lay about pool side sipping an umbrella drink. In reality, I've never done that. Sad, huh?

I shouldn't whine, at least not too loudly, but it is a habit not easily shaken. I'm lucky to be living on this one acre near a woods, where I'm both close to nature and within driving distance of both a Walmart and a KFC (yes, I so have it made, don't I?). Yet...it is hard to believe that just this one acre with a few oak and maple trees could take so much effort to maintain. Especially for one girl alone. And although I do agree it can be good exercise for the mind and body, the only bad thing is that I sometimes try to do too much in one day. I hadn’t gotten enough sleep Saturday night for one thing, after staying up too late watching television. Then up early to get the outside chores started and by noon I was beat, and I still hadn’t finished up what I’d planned. By the time I quit Sunday, around 5p.m, I was totally exhausted. And then and hour or so after I’d eaten supper and rested, my old nemesis, Migraine, came to overstay his welcome.

I hate Migraines.

Out of all the pain in the world, this has to be one of the worst. It isn’t just a ‘headache,’ it affects everything. I can’t see straight. Sounds, smells and even the dimmest flicker of light causes the most excruciating agony surging across the back, top and left side of my head. And don’t forget the nausea. Even the thought of food sends me gagging. Which in turn causes more pain…

The positive thing is that so far, a dark room, a good night’s rest and a couple of Aleve seem to work in getting rid of the Migraines for me. I know I should go to the doctor and find out what causes them. One thing for sure I do know is that they are genetic. My father used to get them, as did his father before him. I hate the idea of going through all the tests and possibly getting on some kind of pill that really feels like a ‘drug.’ I don’t need to feel any more out of it than I feel already taking Blood Pressure pills. Well, as long as they don’t get any worse, or happen more frequently, I’ll do what I’ve been doing with most things for the past 20-some years -- just live with it.