Thursday, January 20, 2022

Here we are at Thursday, January 20th, 2022

 TERRY

As I write Terry is in bed not wanting the paper yet but watching cartoons!!!  She woke up about 7:15.  Nothing is planned for the day and I would say she is same same.

Our activities today are my tennis at 10:30 and Terry's daughter Kim is coming over for lunch.  That may be a full day for a couple of older people one of whom is sick and the other who is TIRED!

My tennis game is up and down.  Tuesday I was more than awful then yesterday I was kind of good!  I guess that is how tennis goes at times.  Still with the good and the bad I do enjoy getting out and the exercise is good for sure.  I will play also tomorrow which means tennis 5 days this week and then I think my body will need some rest over the weekend.  

I admit I have NOT done well with my weight loss so far this month.  Still I have 11 days yet to redeem myself and elevate things out of the basement so to speak.  I still have hope that I can exercise more and eat less as we head towards the end of January.  Can I do it?  Well no doubt I can but will I?  That will only be answered by January 31.

I ordered a new tennis bag yesterday as I am finding a tennis bag where the racquets fall out just is not a good thing.  Not sure when it will come BUT for the time being I have a make shift answer to the problem but will not say WHAT as that may reveal how an old North Dakota guy solves problems AND it may be embarrassing at best!  How about that for a long sentence???  I did not check to see if it is correct grammar but really who cares?  Well IF Terry were to see it she would care!

Well this morning was a first for the year.  As I got out of bed and went outside to get the papers I felt like I was in North Dakota again.  I looked at the temp in the house and it showed 72.  I have the furnace on a setting so the air goes on at 78.  So I needed to change the setting from air to heat and then set it at 75.  Presto, soon the HEAT came on for the first time in many months.  I checked the weather and it showed 58 so I felt I was justified in having some heat.  Terry does not need it as she has an electric blanket on most of the time.

I do not have any plans for the day in terms of going.  

When Kim was here yesterday we talked about what to do today.  Kim asked about Terry getting into the pool but I felt that was just too too much at this time.  With very little strength I am not comfortable at this time doing the pool.  I do know that it would be good for her but in my mind she needs more strength for that.  IF we had a ramp it may work but to go up several steps it would take a couple of people and then it just is not a good idea at this time.  Maybe at a later time if things change.

BACK TO

 Monday, January 20, 1965

As I lay in bed my head was full full of many thoughts.  Here I was a senior in high school and no doubt on this date the next year I would not be here!!  But "where" was a big question and I had no answers.  I looked up towards the ceiling in the bedroom and thought, "Really, will I have frost on the ceiling next year".  The bedroom did not have a ceiling so I could see the nail tips covered with frost as I lie in bed.  I then blew out a short breathe and watched as the cool air turned it into a smoke like circle.  My mind went back to my wonderful electric blanket and I silently thanked Mom and Dad for it and also Mom for turning it on before I got home from basketball games.

Then thoughts went back school and what was ahead after graduation in May.  I had this girl friend but I knew that would end when school was out.  I also knew that my girl friend during my junior year may be back for the summer.  THEN I thought, "really are these girls so important?"  It almost made me feel like I was in need of something as I so needed/wanted special friends.  

Then my thoughts went back to what may I be doing a year from now.  Actually I did not have a big desire to go on to college even though I knew that should be what I did.  What I did know is I needed and wanted to move away from home.  Brother Ronald had died a short time ago and his death was pretty much in the air daily.  I missed him so much but what was really hard was it seemed like he was NEVER far Mom and Dad's thoughts. It would not be unusual to come into the house and notice that Mom had tears.  Then of course the military draft loomed tall.  The Viet Nam war was going and there were thoughts that anybody who did not go on to school would be drafted.  That turned out to be true.  

Another thought was what was I interested in doing with my life after high school?  I thought about Ronald, Glorine, John, Janet, Joan, Ron, Dave and Marlys  and it seemed like they all had a firm idea of what they wanted to do or what they were doing and for me that was not the case.  Well one thing I knew for sure was IF farming was any thing like OUR farm I wanted nothing to do with it.  It seemed like IF our family and others farms in the area were in a race to be good farmers we would by way way at the tail end.  AND that may be OK for Mom and Dad but for me that was not where I wanted to be.  But where?  That was a question that I did not have an answer for.

So on this Monday night in the cold cold upstairs bedroom I wondered and wondered some more what was in store for me as time went by.  I know I did not want to stay on the farm but beyond that the horizon was hazy and undefined.  Oh, I also knew that I did not want to go into the service as that had been instilled in me as a little boy when cousin Marvin came home with movies of the navy.  

So as I turned over to see that the time was already past 10:00 and I figured that maybe I needed to get some sleep as we had a big basketball game tomorrow and also a test in physics which I struggled in.  Well I knew I would pass the test but my goal of a B+ or better was kind of beyond my reach I felt.  As I drifted off to sleep under my warm blanket I still had many many unanswered things on my mind and I was kind of sure they would remain for some time.  

The FP is about finished so time to end.

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