Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Well, it's beeen a heck of a few days. I had a migraine headache Thursday, the first of my life, I believe caused by my new houssecleaners using Clorox with abandon, and I really sufferend for 24 hours. Since then my eyes have had problems, so I need to see my eye doctor tomorrow. Friday morning we woke up to a huge tree branch from our cedar tree having crashed into everything in the backyard and demolished our bird bath, hammock and breaking one of the legs on the bench our son gave us to remember our daughter by. It can be fixed, but the metal hammock frame and bird bath are toast. We're so lucky, though. Neither the house or studio was touched, except a branch pushed open the door of the studio and I just swept out a lot of branches and mess. The tree guys sawed up branches to clear the walkway to the studio, and we await the arborist to see what needs to be done or if the tree must come down. My stress level is super high, and my escape into reading not possible with my splotchy sight. I can read, but it's distressing, so not really the rx for my mental state of mind. I know Things could be way worse. How could I not know that with the news and my kids and grandkids having to isolate from omnicron cases and in and out of school like yoyos. But allow me to whine a little bit, just for today.