FEELING BETTER

I finally got over whatever the crud was that I contracted. It really sucked my strength and coupled with almost 5 weeks of traveling from which to recuperate I was totally beat. I have had so much to catch up on that I'm still doing mail, putting things away, and catching up laundry, etc. I did get smart and hire someone to catch up my garden work for me and that really helped. The place looked like a shaggy dog when I got back. I'm back at piano practice and playing for church, singing in the choir, and Bible study.

I can't think of anything funny or profound so will leave you dear readers waiting for my good humor to return or something bordering on excitement happening to me.

Life on the Couch

My son reminded me in a phone call this weekend that I needed to update my blog. For some reason, since returning from vacation I haven't wanted to write. That was probably because I caught a virus a couple of days after arriving home and have wanted to do nothing but lie on the couch for the last two weeks. I couldn't eat and felt pretty rotten. I'm feeling better now and have been trying to get back into some of my routine this week. I have a huge laundry to do, the house to clean and my garden to weed. I may hire out the gardening this one time.

We are about half way through an as yet uneventful hurricane season. That is very good news. We have been having lots of rain and thunderstorms which is good because this is our rainy season. I look forward to autumn and winter and some cooler days and nights.

I started a class tonight entitled "Boundaries" which is designed to teach us to recognize, set and respect boundaries. I think that I can learn a good life skill in this class and everyone in class seems to be at about my level of inadequacy.

I went to see HOLLYWOODLAND last weekend and it was an interesting movie. I guess a more appropriate title for it might have been "Who Shot Superman?" It seemed to follow closely the story of George Reeves life. I guess we will never know for sure how his life ended. Modern investigative measures would no doubt prove conclusively what transpired on that day in 1959.

This is my story for now. Maybe I will become more creative as I adjust back to my solitary life. The couch beckons.