I enjoy the best of both worlds.

Some days I simply kick back and enjoy watching the world go by, oblivious to the gathering dust bunnies and the dishes in the sink. It is on days like this - when I feel like an old lady with MS (which is exactly what I am) - that I go to feed the ducks, and I usually bring my camera. People watching is such a wonderful pastime, and it takes no effort at all on my part. I have to admit that on days like this, I secretly pity the go-getters of this world.

Then again, there are times that I almost feel driven, and I mean that in a good way. There are days that I can hardly wait for the mailman to come. I can see the mailbox some 200 yards across the cow pasture (no actual cows involved) from my bedroom window. I wait in anticipation of the moment when I will walk out my front door, and walk across that cowless cow pasture to my mailbox, unaided by my walker or even my cane. The pasture is mostly lawn these days, but the footing is uneven and it is a real challenge to my agility. Sometimes, when the going is particularly rough, I play the theme from Rocky in my head as I approach my front door, mail in hand.

I’ll take my yucks where and whenever I can. I am an equal-opportunity enjoyer.