I can't believe how fast this year has gone. It seems like New Year's Day was a long time ago, but it's still WAY too early to be May.
I suppose it's because I'm so busy and distracted with all my projects.
Mary called the other morning, and we talked for about 30 minutes. She hates to talk on the phone. It was so good to hear from her. She was complaining about how weak and tired she feels, and about all the limits on her activities, but she IS almost 70. I feel the limitations of age, too, and so resent that I hurt and am tired all the time.
I've had more pain from my surgery the last few days than I did at first. I try to do less work and lifting, but the temptation is so strong.
Tim went off to see his family on Friday afternoon, and we haven't seen or heard from him sinse.
We don't know if he's coming back or not. His room was rather messy when Steve had to go through it to get to the attic entrance to do some wiring. It looked like he had been drinking or doing drugs, and had not had the ambition to clean his room. I hope it's just a temporary thing, as I have become fond of him, and I like having him at the house.
The workmen took the week-end off, and it was so quiet without all the loud talking and kidding.
Steve got a little done with the wiring, and I worked on cleaning up and some insulation work.
I've decided to store the salvaged trim pieces under the house, as we're running out of places to put things. That house badly needs a weather-tight garage or out-building, where we could store materials and supplies for the work we're doing.
Steve said something the other day about some comment that I had put in my blog, so I now know that he's reading it. He had said once that he would not read it, as I slandered him and tried to make him look bad. I think it was one of the times that I was frustrated with him and 'went off' that he's referring to.
Steve says he is going to stay at Clairemont today and mow the grass. He's planning to use a walk-behind bush hog that has not been started in a year, so I'm already wondering about his results. He's bought himself a new weed eater, and even he said that it was pretty expensive. He wouldn't even tell me what he paid for it, so I suppose it cost plenty.
I think it's supposed to rain today. Not a good day to plan to catch up on yard work.
We'll see what it looks like this afternoon.
Jason Higgs called me yesterday afternoon to say that Jack was un-responsive, and had major brain damage, and that he and Marsha are planning (at this time) to discontinue life-support on Tuesday. Jack was always a big talker, and I like having someone to talk to. He sure could work with wood.
I'd like to take the time today to go down to the hospital to see him one last time, more for Jason and Marsha than for Jack.
I have became way too busy. I don't have the time for quiet thoughts as much any more. I need those times.
Betty has invited me several times to come to Gospel Meetings, but it's so hard to break away from home and take the time from duties and chores.
I think I'm going to sell some cows soon, as I just don't have the time it takes to keep the fences repaired so well, and the pasture where they are with the swans is now depleted. I'm having to feed them ear corn and feeds that were bought.
Steve told me I could use all the money I get from selling them on the house. I like that idea.
The weasel has been back, and killed several chickens. I dispair of killing it. They are so trap-shy, and really hard to trap.
My sinus infection that I've had for several months still lingers. I don't know what else to do for it, so I'm just suffering along.
Barbara called last night, but I was tired and felt distracted, so we only talked for a few minutes.
I have some things to take her in the truck, but I haven't been down her way for a while. I'm just hauling them around. She loves to be mentioned in my blog, though she will call me and snear about it. That's the way we do things.
Elizabeth is doing well, and every time she hears that I might be coming, she brightens right up. She has been known to stay up past her usual bed time if she thinks I'm coming by. She's such a delight, I try to get there before she goes to bed in the evening.
This computer is acting ugly, and Steve says he's going to transfer me to a new one. I don't know how the transfer will work. I'm so used to this way of doing computer things. I don't like those things that eliminate a mouse.
Lynn has not posted on her blog lately, and I wonder if things are alright with her. I hope that her not posting is because she's able to be busy.
I should get off this device and get busy, myself.
I hope the overcast weather doesn't affect my mood too much. Damp weather makes my joints hurt.
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