Day 179 — Day one of the holidays — and it was lovely. Got up went for a nice long walk along a different path. Not the usual 30 minute circuit Heather and I usually navigate when I’m working. The air was warm, even though we’d had a helluva storm last night. Lots of thunder and lightning, and, of course, rain. But, other than a couple of slight showers that was supposed to be the end of the 40 days and 40 nights we’ve been enduring.
I did a lot of little things today — made pineapple marmalade, tidied the house, took care of small chores I’ve been putting off since forever. I even found time to read my book outside on the deck a couple of times. (In case you hadn’t figured it out, my deck is my favorite place to be in the summer time.)
For dinner I made crab cakes and salad with asparagus on the side. Of course, I ate it outside. Then I finished off a nice little glass of white zinfandel and read a few more pages of my book before going back out into the garden.
I love not working!
Day 178 — Ahh, the last day of work for this school year! Bliss! I came home, pulled up a lounge chair on the deck and had a little siesta. Bliss!
Actually, aside from making supper last night I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. And reveled in it. Towards the end of the evening I pulled up that lounge chair again and sat outside doing crossword puzzles until the mosquitos drove me in and in front of the television.
Day 177 — I like that number – 177 — something kind of neat about it — neat as in tidy, not neat as in ‘cool’. It’s interesting counting the down the days of the year like this. The number doesn’t seem all that big, but when you think about it — that’s one hundred and seventy seven days of getting up, going to work, packing a lunch, buttoning a coat, brushing your hair, fixing breakfast, stopping to get gas, and on and on and on.
Well, today is the end of the getting up and going to work and packing a lunch part for me. At least for the next two months. Yes, today is freedom day! That big ol’ carrot is dangling within reach now, I can almost sink my teeth into it. I’m sure today will go quickly and then I’m going to come home and sit on my deck with a cold beer in hand (if the sunshine holds that is) and ponder the joys and possibilities of the next eight weeks.
Day 176 — Well the first of the last 3 days of work before my holidays begin is done. Two more to go. Here’s hoping they go by quickly.
I managed to get out for that evening walk I’ve been talking about. Went out for about an hour. I forgot how much I enjoy that time to myself. Time to think, to ponder, to work things out. And then there was the getting reacquainted with the rythyms of my body as I walked along. The ebb and flow of air in my lungs, the surge of my leg and torso muscles as they contracted and elongated with my steps and the swing of my arms. It’s a pattern of motion that is so conducive to calm and constructive thought. I am definitely going to get back into the habit.
Day 175 — It was a gorgeous day! The sun shone, there was barely any wind — a slight breeze to keep the mosquitoes at bay. I spent the bulk of the day outside planting and weeding and just generally enjoying the feel of the sun on my skin. Absolutely fabulous!
Days 173 and 174 — Discovered a new place for lunch on Friday. The department I work for took the OT team out for lunch as a year end thank-you. Very nice. The place we went to is Don’s Bistro. I was a little put-out when the Reuben sandwich I ordered came un-grilled, but one bite told me that it was all right. In fact, it was pretty damned awesome. (And I know my Reubens!)
The OT I worked with had twin baby girls on Thursday. They are approximately two months early and weigh about 4.5 lbs. each. Thrilled for her. I was really beginning to think there was no way she could continue to walk, let alone work, she was that huge. But Mom and babes are doing fine, so that’s tremendous.
Last night we went to the Transit Celebration dinner. This takes place at Ft. Edmonton park. It was a gorgeous night. I only wish my son and his family could have been there this year. Everything was open — not like last year when nothing was open. Tim and I strolled the streets, watched a short film about the history of Edmonton in the beautiful Capitol Theatre. A beautiful blend of state of the art technology and old-time theatre design. We even got to catch a ride on the steam train — the last of the evening. This gave us a place to get out of the rain and an up-close look at how high the North Saskatchewan River has risen.
Well, here’s hoping the rain has left for good for awhile. I bought me up a mess of plants and I need to get them in containers and in the ground.
Day 172 — Unbelievable what is happening in Southern Alberta. Parts of Calgary and many smaller surrounding communities on flood alert and evacuation notices. Our relatives in Lethbridge are all fine, but many others have had to leave their homes. It’s kind of eerie — this is usually the kind of story we only hear about — it doesn’t happen to us. My thoughts are with everyone affected — let’s hope the rain ends soon.
This has been the weirdest June ever.