Okay, I'm getting done with philosophizing about physical pain, and how it can help to slow us down and remind us that we are each vulnerable at times, and how much we will appreciate life that much more when the pain resides. Back pain sucks!
Just glad I'm not in a situation where my life depends upon me getting up tomorrow, trudging through the snow, and needing to shoot a deer or a rabbit to survive.
In truth I could probably weave a warm coat from my dog's shedding and moulting season collecting all over my house, when pushing a vacuum hurts, and I am still so glad he is here!
Somehow, having a clean house seems pretty insignificant right now, especially since I still have a home and my dog is still hanging out with me. Right now we both smell like wild DOG. Too bad I can't stop sneezing!