Rach in real life

Today I went to the podiatrist’s office with the hopes of having some questions about surgery answered. I left with more questions… and funny thing, so did the doctor. Apparently, swelling and lingering pain are not regular symptoms of Haglund’s deformity. Who knew?

So, sometime, I will go in for an MRI and hopefully that will answer some of the new questions… namely, what is wrong with my feet? Still surgery on 7 May? Who knows. Until then, I won’t think too much about it, because I can’t logically come to any conclusions… and I don’t want my imagination at the wheel.

On a random note, today I also went to the beach for the first time this season. There was a lovely sunset, and a million seagulls. The original plan was to eat pizza and watch the sunset… but alas, we could not find the pizza place. So, we turned to plan two, Italian, only to find that the restaurant was too ritzy and we were dressed way down and would feel ridiculous walking in. So, we jay-walked four lanes of traffic to go to the sushi place across the street. I ordered and we had a lovely assortment of scary and delicious things, some of which were so heavy with wasabi that they cleared out respiratory passages I had no idea were congested. I am a brand new person for having experienced the unexpected. I also ate salad with chopsticks, which is more difficult than one might think. In the end, we still felt too dressed down—the guy at the next table had a nicer hoodie than my friend and I, but we weren’t too bent out of shape about that.

Life at home has been pretty quiet. There’s this concept of 8+ hours of sleep in ONE night (not two or dare I say, three?) that I have been exploring. The lines under my eyes that I’ve had since high school are gone. Life changing? I think so. I’ve been kind of wandering around keeping myself occupied by taking up art projects, using the telephone, reading, making quesadillas, polishing wooden elephants, and brushing the dog. I have further ambitions to sew up a storm later on, as well as to find the perfect pair of jeans and to do some much-needed traveling (we’re talking East Coast). Almost paradise. The only thing that would make it a paradise complete is the addition of my Handsome Man… rest assured, that makes the to-do list as well.

[RACHEL]