This should be entitled, Don't stay up all night, dummy!
That's what happened. Instead of getting up early, I stayed up. Actually, that wasn't intentional... the old insomnia is back. Or maybe I didn't get enough awake time yesterday. At any rate, my cycle is all fucked up, and I need to get straightened out.
I will do that by going fishing in the rain. Well, it isn't raining yet, but it's supposed to. And I don't much care, either. I been wet before. I been cold before. I been wet and cold at the same time before. It's OK as long as it's intentional and you have a place to go to to get warm and dry, which I do happen to have.
And I need to catch some fish. I have decided not to take my boat and tackle to Texas with me. I was actually talked out of it by Karen. Well, in fact, she insisted. She doesn't mind me fishing by myself locally, but she doesn't want me drowning in a Texas lake. Selfish woman, huh.
At any rate, that makes going fishing today imperative; I will be unable to fish for ten days or so. That, and the loss of computer access, might just drive me battier. Which reminds me, I need to unplug the battery charger on the boat... be right back. Well, I'm back, and I notice a little light in the east, so I'm gonna load up the boat and go... be back later!
I was also amazed at the songbirds that appeared this morning. Baltimore Orioles, bluebirds, redwing blackbirds and a bunch of others that I didn't recognize. And a great blue heron that let me get within a short casting distance of him.
Now... it's 11:00, and I think that I'll take a little nap.
It was a "little" nap indeed. I heard the phone ring and I actually answered it blind (gasp!) without checking the ID thingie. It was Deb, Karen's sister. Charlie is slowly deteriorating, and hasn't recognized Deb for the last two days. Deb says that Betty (her mother) thinks that there is no change, but to Deb it's obvious that there is. Betty is often tearful, but the facility is excellent and the people there are taking good care of her, distracting her with their activities. Everybody there loves Betty, she is a really neat person, in spite of the Alzheimers.
Karen got home shortly after 17:00, bearing donuts and a headache. The only time that she enjoys back/shoulder rubs are when her head aches, so she got one. Right now she's watching The Young and the Restless episode that she tapes daily. She got me hooked on that show a couple of (ten?) years ago, but I broke that bad habit. I don't even know what's going on now. Gee, I feel soooo deprived! They have even changed some of the actors. I hate it when they do that. I liked the old "Jack"... gosh, that was five or six years ago.
Plans for this partyin' Friday night: none to speak of. We had discussed going camping, but a 20% chance of thunderstorms made Karen's mind up for her (She's a real wuss...). So we might go down to Wichita... or just hang around home, doing little projects. Or maybe just hang around home...
Sunday night we're going to a free concert at Pomona lake, thirty miles south of here.
I think that's all for today. I'm gonna concentrate on making Karen feel better and maybe getting her to have some fun...
I don't know where the rain went, but it stayed away from Betsy's pond.... but the cool front moving in that was supposed to produce the rain shut the bass down. Always got an excuse, haven't I? But just remember, your normal fisherman would just lie about it. Anyway, I did catch a few fish and I did have a good time puttering around the pond trying to catch more.
your normal fisherman would just lie about it.
The bassist is the husband of one of the girls that works nights at the hospital with me, a smoker. It should be a fun time, barring thunderstorms. I kinda hate seeing country bands, I wish that I was still playing in one. Although I haven't even picked up my guitar in months, it probably has cobwebs on it again...and the calluses on my fingers are only memories. An hour of playing and I would be bleeding.
Sometimes I wish that I was still playing in a country band.