I am so ready for the cold weather to come. Bring it on! Today got up to 81 and was really humid. I hate it. Hot and dry I can take- though people joke about the expression “it’s a dry heat”. But it really does feel better than humidity.
It is so strange having Nick at home every day. I cannot tell what day of the week it is. It feels like a perpetual weekend. Honestly, if I didn’t have things scheduled I am not sure I would ever get off the couch. I can sit and watch TV and knit for hours.
One of the differences between Nick and myself is that when he sits there, he just does it. I don’t think the carpet that needs to be vacuumed stresses him out. I don’t think he feels like he is wasting time. I do. I always have had that guilt thing going.
When the kids were at home, I used to have a snack for them pretty much every afternoon when they got home from school. Sometimes I made cookies or banana bread. Most often I would have a plate full of cut up raw veggies or cut up apples. When I was in the process of cutting, of course I would eat some of the food I was cutting up. Even then I felt guilty for eating the kids’ snack. A carrot or cucumber slice would make me feel like I was stealing from them how silly is that?
I am getting to enjoy the puppy a lot. His name is Buddy. He is a funny little fellow, full of energy and silliness. Then, after running all over the place he will crash and sleep like a baby. I guess that’s because he is a baby!
In the morning I am going to the post office for a passport appointment. I cannot believe that I don’t have a valid, current passport. The original plan was that I might go on a cruise with my sister this January. I am not sure if that plan will play out. But it will be nice to have a passport again.
My sciatica is killing me. Maybe I sit too much. I cannot go out for walks a whole lot right now because the bugs eat me alive. Even when I am covered in bug spray they find me and chew on me. Going to the gym helps. I am going to the gym tomorrow. That will be so good. I need to start swimming again too.
Ok, that’s all the words I can come up with tonight.