Taken for Granted

Until my mobility was compromised, I didn't realize just how much I took for granted. The simplest tasks take on gargantuan proportions when dealing with crutches every moment of my day.  Moving from one room to another, I need pockets and/or a bag with handles just to carry things.

How DO you pack for a trip, even as simple as returning to the island, while hampered with these things?  And I can only imagine the gymnastics that will be involved tomorrow morning to get Sophie into her carrier.  Obviously, the packing will be minimal all the way around.

 Is this the universe giving me a real-life lesson in the need to simplify??

However, when I'm finally done with them, there may be some interesting uses for them: