Last Sunday
Last Sunday I had the entire day to myself. I didn’t have to go anywhere or do anything. This doesn't ever happen, so I was pretty happy about it. Not that I didn’t have stuff to do. I did. I ran, planted Hosta's, cleaned the house, and read a book. Staying busy all day long was what happened. But I was home. The weather was cooperating, and it wasn’t raining. Being outside in the summertime is what makes me happy. The sun, the warmth, the peacefulness of being in the country. There really isn’t anything better than a Wisconsin summer.
The day ended all too quickly and it was back to the grind of daily living. Working, running, and cleaning. Going somewhere every day. Mostly work.
I Regained My Sanity
That one Sunday though is helping me keep my sanity. Because it’s been over a month since I’ve had a day at the house without having to go somewhere. I needed it. It was long past due. Sometimes you just have to stay home. Center yourself and then you can go out and face the world again. It helped me tremendously. Being grateful doesn’t begin to explain waking up in the morning and knowing I don’t have a thing to do if I don’t want to do it. That almost never happens. Busy life. Not that I would change things right now. Summer is full of baseball games and work, gardens, and running.
It's a Race
This weekend (Saturday) I have a six-mile run. Then later in the day we have a baseball game to go to. Once again on the run, literally. Unless I’m on my own. Gary mows lawns for businesses uptown during the summer. Sometimes he’s in high demand and cannot go to the ballgames. He loves watching the boys play so he tries to make as many as he can.
I’m guessing we will just be busy the rest of the summer. Being thankful we can still do things is something I have to try to remember. Gary and I are both in our sixties. So far we have slowed down a little bit not much. We are still very active people. Maybe me more so than him. I like to keep moving. Slowing down isn’t an option right now. Too much to do, and too much to explore.
I’ve been running three miles daily, but Saturday is six. Maybe Thursday I’ll go around both blocks out in the county. It’s a five-and-a-half-mile run. If I can do that six miles should be a breeze for me.
Let Us Pray
Counting my blessings is something I do daily. I know how lucky Gary and I are. Both health wise, and mentally. Keeping your brain active is something that needs to happen to me every day. I start the day with Wordle, then going to work and being on a cash register helps. Dementia is forever in the back of my mind. When I forget things it makes me anxious. I’d rather not follow down the same path as my mother and her sisters. Spare me please.
Gary and I will continue on with our summer. There is a party coming up this summer we need to get ready for.
There is a week coming up in August I'm taking off of work, so I’ll keep thinking of that to maintain my sanity.
Here's hoping for an endless summer.
Quid pro quo God. Make it happen.