Wondering if I fell off the blogosphere? Maybe I've been off tip-toeing through the spring tulips?
Nope!
The Fortuitous Housewife tripped (sorta) a few months back and has been hobbling along ever since.
Life takes another fortuitous turn, though not so much a lucky one.
Many people think of "fortuitous" as synonymous with "lucky", but I prefer the broader, more etymologically correct meaning --"by accident or chance rather than design". Sometimes accidents are indeed good fortune, other times, well, we must patiently wait for the silver lining to reveal itself.
So what has this housewife been up?
How's "getting a busted ACL reconstructed" for a non-blogging excuse?
There's a litany of excuses actually -- pre-op prep (stock piling runs to Trader Joe's, Target and BJ's, arranging a multitude of pick ups, drop offs & play dates), post-op recovery, painkiller haze, range of motion exercises, and lots of icing & elevating.
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| The Fortuitous Housewife & her VBB (very best brace). |
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| Another new pal, Uncle Cryo-cuff, |
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| & the hobbling assistants, Mr. & Mrs. Crutch. |
As a Mom, I often fantasize about discovering hidden expanses of unfettered time to write, read, relax, paint my nails, nap, do whatever. But alas, the novelty quickly wanes!
As I lay on my sofa, right leg elevated on pillows, watching hours of inane television and reading vapid magazine, because that's all my painkiller addled brain can handle, the luxury quickly turns to frustration. Then frustration morphs into a growing sense of imprisonment, which is exacerbated by the spring sunshine gleaming through my prison, I mean, living room window!
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| Hello Spring! |
In the grand scheme of things, this is just a minor blip on the timeline of my life, but it is frustrating nonetheless.
So, the silver lining? Is there one? SURE!
Here is yet another opportunity to be thankful...thankful for family and friends, "the village", that's always there supporting us. The generosity of people always amazes and humbles me.
From carpools and play dates, to home-cooked dinners, sweet treats and groceries delivered to my door -- my most sincere Thank You!




P.S. Thought of one more benefit of being on the "injured" list - no scouring pots & pans, no scrubbing tubs & toilets means the manicure I gave myself Friday afternoon is still in near perfect condition!
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