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Had A Plan, Had Unplanned Results

For of all sad words of tongue or pen,
The saddest are these: "It might have been!" - Bret Harte
Funny thing is this is a parody of the Maud Miller (1856) poem written by John Greenleaf Whittier! At any rate, I designed a plan, executed it perfectly, and still had unplanned results which some were welcomed and others not so much.

What was the plan? From The Hunt for Red October (1990):


I'm not saying I'm Russian, but I usually don't act without a plan. Ask anyone who knows me. Since I decided to not take a self-guided photography tour of  Central Washington, and the Palouse area specifically, my time away from the office would need to be optimized if I wanted to feel relaxed. I changed gears to make it a productive staycation.

The past days I've spent focused on organizing, and packing my crib. Yes, it's only a one bedroom apartment but it wasn't fully moved in therefore some aspects of it were a hot-damn mess. As of yesterday afternoon, I feel that I've accomplished this daunting task. If I end up moving in with a  roommate and/or a room share without onsite storage, at least my belongings can be in a storage for an extended amount of time. It's that organized!

Knowing that I have this self-imposed Keep Digging 90 Day Challenge (#KD90DC), all this activity fulfilled that. However, one task within my master plan was to rid and/or address a wart on the bottom of my left foot, on the soft pad portion. On a pain assessment scale from 1 to 10 (1 equals no pain whatsoever to 10 equalling death's door), it was a 2 or sometimes a 3.

That changed on Monday. It jumped up to 6 after several hours on my feet and activity (i.e. packing and moving) I called my primary doctor for an appointment on Wednesday (today) That way if I must be off my feet it'll only be on the final days of my staycation - one or two days... at least, that was my plan.

If I was off my feet and supplanted in a chair, I wanted to remain productive! Which I'll explain in detail elsewhere.

I digress.

Doctor had mentioned that I'll be off my feet for a day or two. I usually take that with a grain of salt. I  have a high threshold for pain (I've been told, I don't claim this) so I planned that I'll be walking again within hours.

HM! After the doctor applied treatment (I won't dive into deets here) I've been walking with a limp. Fine, done. But the pain assessment instead of a 4-5 is more like a 7 with spikes into 8, which I've determined is "painful".

So, what's the next part of plan, 'los? To be continued on my blog for Keep Digging Workshop - the 'Shop Blog!

This has been my C Note!
'los; out
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