TERRY
Terry was awake when I got out of bed at 7:15 this morning. As I write it is now almost 10 AM and she is reading the paper with the TV on. Not much new today. Still, one day at a time and a hope that the future will be brighter in terms of Terry's health.
We have a beautiful day with sunny skies and the temp is supposed to get up to 80 today. I think it is the kind of weather that one comes to Florida for.
I really have little to say today. For some reason my spirit is down if that makes any sense! Perhaps the cause is the kitchen clean up which ALWAYS seems to be there! Or it could be I almost have dishpan hands now as I have not called to get help to fix the dishwasher! Or it could be no tennis today. But then I look at the dining room table that has piles of papers needing attention and I figure that could be it. But then as I walked past the laundry room and saw clothes to be folded and clothes to be washed I figured that could be the reason too! Oh, yes the couch in the den needs to be cleared of things as well. Well as I try to figure out WHY I am down today I kind of just figure that it may be one of those days when I just sit back and feel sorry for myself. Wait, that does not help at all so maybe, just maybe I need to act like a mature grownup and get my act together. After all there are many many people in the world with more problems, less money and no family. There, now I feel better!!!!
If there is anyone reading this I rest my case but I still feel kind of blue. If I could go back, just for an hour or so, to the mid 50s. IF I could do that I would stay in bed in the morning until I heard the car leave the driveway which would mean Dad had someplace to go. I would then hurry downstairs AND if Mom said nothing about Dad leaving that meant I had FREE time now. I would have to decide if I wanted to get my rod and reel and head up to the lake to catch tiny perch and put them in my homemade little corral but of course I would free them before I headed home. OR maybe I would just head to the barn and when I got to the door I would grab the light pole and climb onto the roof of the barn. There, on the west side away from anyone's eyes, I would lie on my back and imagine. I would imagine I was a big time baseball player or maybe a pilot of one of those jets that left a vapor trail as it zoomed across the sky OR maybe I would be a rich person who would travel the world and see different places. That would fill my day with dreams of times going forward. I would, in my mind, leave far far behind the antiques of our farm. Maybe, just maybe, I would dream of a modern farm with nice machines and a fancy house to live in. No, No, as fun as the farm could be I could not imagine living and breathing it as an adult. Mind you that may not be my mindset today but way way back then it certainly could have been.
So here I am today and maybe I just need to be "real" and get some work done before this home becomes a disjointed collection of papers, boxes and THINGS.
Before I leave my blog I do feel the need to complain a tiny bit. We get the Naples paper. Most of the time they have two or three pages that are half pages and are all ads. So a person has to take the paper apart to get rid fo the pages.
It is not easy to see but the left half of the paper is just that, half a page so one had to take the paper apart to get rid of it. OK so in the big picture of life this is nothing but still it is enough of nothing to get a person a bit upset!!!
The FP is finished so the day should really be a good one!
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