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  • May 2, 2017, 4:20 a.m.
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Preview function wasn’t working so I uploaded this pic with no idea what it was. It’s Jim’s as are a lot of the pics I post anymore because I just don’t care enough to take pictures. Sorta sad but time moves on I guess. We lose and we gain. We do not stay the same.

This will be my third entry here in as many days. It’s a long time since I’ve written any entries in a string like that. I am not who I used to be. I don’t care as much. I have no reason to expose myself to the world.

These are depressing sentiments. I’m sorry. I’d rather bubble and thrill. Maybe when the weather gets better. I’ll see if I still have a sunny side to turn up.

I took my plants outside a couple weeks ago. It was a very rare warm springlike day and I felt a desire to DO SOMETHING. I got the geraniums and begonia and coleus outside and I even jig saw puzzled the round metal mesh table through the door to the deck. I arranged them to some degree and sat with them for a bit finishing a sudoku. Life was good and hopeful.

Then of course the weather changed. The wind blew and knocked the lighter ones over. The rain came which in some ways was good because I didn’t need to water them. But in other ways it was bad because it was cold rain that kept coming. We had a few frosty mornings.
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The coleus just plain died first. I saw signs of life among the geraniums and begonias and felt vaguely hopeful. Then less so. Lately I’ve just pretended they don’t exist. Like maybe they went on a cruise and will return mid-May. And who knows? Maybe they will. They are tough plants. I’ve had them forever. They put up with a lot from me.

Meanwhile the corner of the nondescript room where they wintered has been swept and looks almost spacious. So there is that.


New subject. I’m losing a little weight. The no sugar, no wheat, no soda regime has me fitting much more comfortably into my pants. I’m beginning to wonder if I can tempt fate with just one narrow slice of T-Bock’s cheesecake for my June birthday.

You know me. I’m all or nothing. And the first step is the one that’s followed by a bunch of other ones, especially when it’s in the wrong direction. Slippery slope ring a bell?

But we will see. Life is like that. One day follows the next. We get better. We get worse. Once in a while we make a u-turn. Or even a full 360. We blink and it’s over.


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