Oh lordy, it’s getting hot and sticky out there!
Just came in from my evening walk with Martini. It’s already not cooling down much in the evenings. I think it’s going to be a spectacularly hot summer this year.
Poison ivy seems like it might be subsiding a little. I got to thinking in the shower today about how I’ve probably complained more about this poison ivy bullshit than I did with my cancer crap! And I haaaate complaining, but this is so annoying.
I suppose that I didn’t complain about cancer because it was scary. THIS stuff is much more irritating than scary, so I feel like I have the right to whine. Maybe? Who knows. The brain is mysterious.
Anyway, I saw Old Man Chuck on my walk tonight. He was friendly and reminded me to text him about getting together for coffee. I was glad it wasn’t weird. I just was like, oh yeah…I’ll text you! Very easy breezy. It was fine. We’ll meet for coffee and talk and it will be good.
Martini and I had lunch with Marce and her new dog Missy today. We went to a dog-friendly place and let the two dogs sniff each other and as it turns out, they really like each other! I love that. Marce’s new dog is actually a rescue she took in after her previous owner passed away. She is just a little lover, and I’m so, so glad Marce and Missy are together. They truly needed each other. They are a really wonderful match.
And speaking of matches, I feel ansty about things. Matching with a good job; matching with a good man…I’m feeling like it’s time to take things to the next level. I don’t know what that level is, but, ugh. I’m feeling stagnant and I don’t like it anymore.
I’ve had my breaks.
I’m ready to get my sticky buns into gear!
Happy weekend,
GS
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