Let me share some sky... in These titles mean nothing.

One in the middle is not sky but the product of sky. Sunshine.

It’s hot here today. Tomorrow is supposed to be hotter and then it’s supposed to get cooler. There’s been talk about moving the air conditioner into one of the living room windows. After the sun gets on the other side of the house. Can’t fix the roof when it’s raining.

Oh my what else?

I intended to talk about my weight and my eating. I just had a talk with Jim. He said I’m not moving enough and I suppose I agree. I started gaining weight when I stopped making my 100 trips through the house. There might have been a connection. Seems like a year ago I started the house walks about now or maybe next month in an attempt to get good numbers for my December doctor appointment.

So.

I suppose the logical answer is to start my house walks again. I don’t have to do 100 to start but it would be nice to work up to it. I think it didn’t take me long to work up to it last year.

I’m eating too much. I’ve started eating cereal. Kellogg’s K. A bowl. A teaspoon of sugar. A splash of milk. Not once a day, but several times a day. In fact right now, I’m thinking of having a second bowl of K.

And I’ve been buying candy for Jim and eating it myself. And I’ve been eating cheese and crackers for myself and the great Libby.

And then there’s what Jim says I do. I make frying pans full of food and then eat them all. He’ll eat some of it sometimes but not a lot and not all the time. So I eat it. What’s in the pan? Meat and veggies, a little rice, a little pasta, sometimes. I eat a cup then I eat another cup and then I eat another cup. Doesn’t take long to eat a whole panfull. Panful? Pan full? Pan empty actually.

My feet are swelling. I haven’t taken my blood pressure in a long time. Maybe now would be a good time? I weighed myself this morning and it seems like it was a large number ending in zero - 180? Gosh I didn’t say that. Did I?

Ok. 147/88 145/89 Not awfully either good or bad.

I don’t test my blood sugar. My numbers and behavior were so good in January that I got the doc to cut my diabetes dosage and my cholesterol med in half. I didn’t change the blood pressure med.

But now I’m gaining weight and my blood pressure is not perfect.

So.

What should I do about it?

I should start going up and down my cellar steps again. I should count my trips with bottle caps and write the numbers in my yellow notebook.

Oh well. It’s my life. I’m 77 years old now. I used to want to die at 78, but now that that’s closer I might want to live a little longer.

Plans.... I plan to go to town and go to one bank to get my IRA withdrawal and take it to the other bank to put it in my checking account. Then I want to go to the barn fixer’s office and look at the color samples for red metal siding and give them a check. Then I might as well leave another check for property taxes in the drop off box at the courthouse.

Oh and stop at the library and try to print off an application for Jim to apply for another term in Planing and Zoning. I’m not sure why that’s part of my job but I’m not sure of a lot of things.

Life is this rumble strip of surprises.

Last updated August 22, 2023