Starting Slowly

This morning when I got up I felt a lot better. As though I had slept better. Even with everything going on- stray dog taken in- ugh we don't need another dog but he's a pit and gorgeous and so good- leash trained, sweet and friendly even with the cats. Oh, dear.
I knitted quite a lot last night, getting on with the sweater that has stalled me so completely. Of course that was my arm, shoulder....it was weird, the whole right wing was so weak, and my elbow was sore as can be, like the funny bone almost. God I am sick of aches and pains and whining like an old person.
That's the problem with getting old!