Almost noon. Company’s coming on Monday and it is time to clean house. You have done the upstairs bathroom floors and you have the kitchen floor and cat litter box to do as well as dusting and repainting a section of corner wall in the family room and kitchen. You are also anticipating the lawn will need to be re-mowed on Sunday.
Yesterday at lunch you and Fritz had a good talk on social issues, (world, national, local) history, religion and politics among other matters. At Cathy and Tod’s the discussion focused on social issues, health and family. Supper, the discussion was on social issues, local history, Don L’s birthday party and the summer picnic as well as the food at Westerville Grill (across from your old high school which is where you were for supper last night), and each other. You pretty much kept quiet and listened.
You did a good job covering everything and summing up the day, Amorella. I had a strange lucid-like dream last night – I was staring at the photo I posted yesterday (in the dream) and my face took on that of ‘a dead man standing’. My face was completely symmetrical (unnaturally balanced, even the smile); statue-like, almost as one of the Dead in the Merlyn story at sleep. I kept thinking (this is not a good picture for the boys to see [which always in my mind is when they were much older]), and I wonder if the Dead can stay in position indefinitely; and I thought of Popo O walking the dogs through the cemetery and those I know in the cemetery when they were alive, frozen in a particular position, waving, smiling, walking, sitting, the usual way I saw these people when they were alive. It was an interesting dream – I had never considered the perspective of being ‘frozen’ in place before (except for Lucifer/Satan in Dante’s Inferno). It was as if the head stones rose in a natural public appearance of the person buried below. Dylan’s “Everybody’s got to get stoned” line comes to mind as I write. Very funny. Good place to end this.
1406 hours. Did my aerobics for forty minutes and sent the photos from us ‘seniors’ Class of 1960 last night to Jean L. for distribution to the whole class. Rested. Presently we will be off for a late lunch and some errands. Until then I’ll work on updating this blog offline. It is fun organizing and trimming down for a permanent file for myself.
Late afternoon. Some errands completed, some not. Carol has begun reading a new novel, The Summer I Dared by Barbara Delinsky.
I cannot imagine how many books Carol has read in her lifetime. Let’s say twelve a year for fifty years – that is not so many as I thought, six hundred books. I would say at least double that if not more.
Last errand is a stop at Kroger’s on Tylersville. Next to the last errand was a Graeters. Late, late lunch was at Potbelly’s Kenwood after a stop to pick up a couple of Shingles vaccine receipts from Montgomery Family Medicine on Montgomery Road for insurance purposes. About the time you get home and settled it will be time for the national news. When you have time tonight go ahead and continue cleaning up your yearly blog files I’m not so concerned on your life’s timetable as I was. – Amorella
Nice to know my time’s used up.
We’ll keep going, orndorff, you would like to complete these Merlyn works.
Yes, eventually. I’m just curious to see how they come out. And, I am not so hopped up on a new car either – we’ll buy one when we do. Improvements are made every year. Besides, once you buy one and take it home it’s used and not worth so much unless you can keep it for another ten years or so. Maybe Carol will still get a new car when I’ve completed book four – it seems like a long way off. I glean some concepts and character development along the path. These days (seventy in August) the months go as fast as weeks in my youth and the years about as fast as a season. Most every day is as a Saturday; a holy day of sorts, strangely enough.
Numbered days bring more limitless thoughts. Post when home. – Amorella
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