A Little Bit
I admit. I’m stymied this morning. I went outside. Expected cool. Got warm. Almost hot. My ear still hurts. Just a bit. Things are drying up. Including me. I could say I’m tired, but not really. It’s just a bit of a spiritual malaise. My late wife’s cousin passed away in Louisiana the other day. It’s the end of an era. Her husband and son preceded her in death. She too suffered dementia. Sad business.
Now I’m stuck in that mood where I know I have things to do but with no energy to do them. Or maybe will. Of course, I know full well that eventually, I’ll get moving. I’ve got to bring in the trash can, for instance. It’s usually best to start with something simple anyhow. After that, who knows. I’m supposed to avoid strenuous activity. I guess that means no fence work. Wow. Punish me, he said with a wane smile. Still, I would like to work on that fence. Maybe something small.
My post surgery visit with my daughter and her kids went well. They miss their father and husband. Ah, the life of a military man. At least his orders took him to school rather than combat. Still, deployment is hard because it involves separation. I’m heading back the week after next for the start of school and to get my stiches out. That should be fun on both counts. And now it’s time to tell Mrs. Calabash goodbye wherever she is and get on with my day.