There is a fine line between love and hate. A fine line between "funny" and mean.(Cousin Lu is good at this one. She will say something perfectly awful to me and then say, "I'm just kidding". Like that helps.) There is a fine line between genius and insane.(I think I'm better at the insane side of that line than the genius) There is a fine line between passing and failing which I really was familiar with in high school! There is also a fine line on my forehead that is getting bigger by the day.. That fine line is morphing into the Grand Canyon with many tributaries cracking open around my eyes and mouth. I do not like those fine lines and I really do wish they would stop appearing.
Back to the original fine lines that I started to write about. When I go to my doctor and she has me step on the scale I see the God Awful number that she writes down and think, "Good God! I'm getting fat!". My doctor does not consider me fat. She says I am obese !! It's a fine line between the two. Weight isn't really a good example of fine lines because the stupid charts are compiled by a bunch of skinny little twits sitting at desks in some office. They do not realize what an ugly word obese is. I think of obese as being a person over 300 pounds. I am no where near that number so lets find another word please !
The fine line between love and hate is a great example. It is possible to one day wake up and think, "Wow, this man is really special. I love him." and then twenty minutes later after he does any number of really stupid things I am thinking all I want to do is beat him to death with the crock pot. That is definitely a fine line between things.
What got me thinking along the "fine line" line was my aching back. If I sit too long my back hurts but if I stand too long my legs hurt. If I read too long my head hurts but if I watch TV too long my eyes hurt. It seems that I have arrived at "THAT AGE" where I must find the fine line between my actions so that I can remain pain free and happy. Not an easy task. I often reflect on my dad who lived until the ripe old age of 97. I remember him being active up until well into his 90's. He would get up early early in the morning and drive down to the harbor where he would climb onto his small boat and putter around fixing things until it was time for breakfast. He would then come home, fix himself a healthy meal, putter around the house for a while until lunch time after which he would take a nap. After nap time he would sit at his desk and write his book about his life. He was always busy and he lived a good long life because of that.
I am trying to be like my dad but I am having a great deal of trouble finding that fine line between "resting" and sleeping 24 hours a day. I have not found the fine line between doing a little gardening and digging up trees. I think I am an all or nothing gal. I am needing to fix that !
Yesterday The Man and I were sitting for hours. Part of the time in the car, part of the time in a doctors office. It totaled up to 6 hours of sitting and I paid for it last night. My back was aching and my innards were not functioning thanks to all the time spent not moving. To remedy this situation I went outside and walked out to the mailbox, came around to the back of the house to feed the deer, got a few gallons of water to sprinkle on my plants and then decided I was going to die! My arms, legs and back were screaming for me to stop. Soooooo I went inside, showered and laid down on the bed to watch TV. (We have 2 TV's. One in the kitchen which requires me to sit on the hard red Naugahyde chairs, which my aching back would not like, OR go into the bedroom and climb up onto the bed to watch the TV in there. You KNOW which Tv I choose every time.)
BUT now we have to cross another fine line. If I climb onto the bed too early in the evening my back will start aching and then I have trouble falling asleep when it is time to turn off the TV. It's like playing Russian roulette with my body. If I miss the fine line between moving and not moving I will end up in pain for hours to follow. Of course there is always Advil, Tylenol or Bayer Back and Body. All of these are my very best friends. I try not to play favorites so I will switch from one to another when I am really uncomfortable.
But again, there is that fine line between becoming a drug addict and just keeping the aches and pains at bay. Good thing I don't have any heavy duty drugs because you see how poorly I am managing my fine lines .
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