Day 136 to 141 — We were away in Lethbridge for the funeral of Tim’s uncle Lief. Sad, but a wonderful time with family. Lief was 86 and lived a very full and interesting life. I think you could safely say he was one of those people who actually chose to LIVE his life. The memorial service on Saturday was very nice. His youngest daughter gave a moving eulogy and then the members of the Legion where Lief was a regular each bade him a military farewell. It was a beautiful thing to see.
Tim and his brothers had a good time catching up with relatives that they hadn’t seen in many years. (Since the last funeral, really.) We all remarked on how sad that was. And, of course, made vows we won’t be capable of keeping to not let it happen again. There is a family reunion this summer, so, maybe, some of us will be keeping that vow. We’ll see.
Whenever I have one of these extended weekends away from work I find it so hard to get my head wrapped around the reality of returning to work. It’s not that I don’t like my job — I love what I do — it’s just that I so enjoy having time to just do what I want. It’s a familiar complaint of mine — I know I’ve aired it on here many, many times — and it usually starts around this time each year. We’re about 6 weeks away from the end of the school year. And it just seems like it will never arrive.
Summer beckons like a siren’s song and I am impatient. I just need to take a deep breath and remind myself — all in good time.
And for you Rick and Connie: So, it has come to this.
Days 127, 128 and 129 — Must be the nice weather that’s keeping me from keeping this up daily. Which isn’t such a bad thing. Better to be outside enjoying the sunshine than cooped up inside in my dark little office tapping away at these keys.
Pretty eventful 3 days — 3 women in Cleveland who had been held hostage by a sexual predator were found alive on Monday. Thank God. Actually, one of the women risked her life to escape. It’s an absolutely horrific and fascinating story. I hope the bastard that had them suffers mightily. And I hope those 3 women — and the little girl that one of them had by her captor — can heal and get back to the joy of living.
I’ve come to a decision in my life — a good one — more to come on that later.
My leg is healing — slowly. I get out for a walk every day — a little bit further each day — and I don’t think it will be too much longer before I’m back on my treadmill. I do need some kind of therapy, though.
Tim resigned from his Inspector’s position Tuesday. He’s feeling relieved, but also a little down. Time will take care of that, I think. He’s getting to that point where he realizes it’s time to retire. He needs to explore his options, though, and he’s having a bit of a struggle. It will all work out, I’m sure.
We went from a temperature of 32 degrees on Monday to a temp of 14 degrees on Tuesday. Had a hell of a wind storm Monday night. Made me think of tornado’s. But, in the morning all was calm and, of course, cool. Yesterday was a bit better and today we’re heading for 24 degrees. Yay!