I can’t recall studying Greek Mythology in any segment of school, be it elementary or high school or even in college although the tales must have been forced down our throats at some point. Since I’m writing this amusing One leg Up On Sisyphus, I surely read about the boulder pushed up the mountain over and over again forever.
So how come it’s so vague and what part of my life does it effect now, I ask you. Please some bright person speak up and explain this to me. I’d love to hear your take on Greek Mythology.
I’ve told you all that I fell last year and am not allowed to drive anymore. This pains me. Once an individual woman who worked in New York, cared for a large family and now I’m bereft of driving. My dear hubs drives me to all appointments and waits so patiently.
Like yesterday. My eye doctor found a bubble in one eye and immediately arranged for a specialist appointment. We were there four hours , I was exhausted and fearful. That didn’t help. I’ll be seeing the new doctor ever six weeks for checkups. Scary, indeed.
Enough of the whining, tomorrow is another day.