Another Mother's Day has come and gone. Mom has missed the last seven of these and obviously, she's going to miss a bunch more of these. She died in 2018.
Even when she was alive, she didn't really care to celebrate the day. At most, when Mom was alive, I'd go so far as to call her on the phone. Now, the only way I could readily communicate with her would be to talk to her urn. I'm not doing that. That'd be kind of weird.
Throughout the day, I sent the various "Happy Mother's Day" text messages to many of the mothers in and around the immediate social circle. I even sent text messages to those who weren't actual mothers (to children) and who are instead dog mothers. Not everyone responded to my text messages. In fact, only one person did not respond to my Happy Mother's Day text message. April, Vanessa, and Jessica were amongst those who did reply. Why that one woman did not respond is beyond me.
I suppose I should have anticipated that. All I can do is send those text messages. I can't control whether these ladies reply. It's still effort, on my end, anyway. I tried.
I didn't do much today, though that is not unusual for me, at least as far as Sundays go. I worked a little. I relaxed a little. I even urinated a little. Yes, I'm still on the Lasix. Tomorrow might be the last day that I'll be taking Lasix, but at least through tomorrow morning, I'll be on it.
The summer temperatures have already struck much of the region (today's high was 90, tomorrow's forecasted high is 97) and we're only in early May. No earthquakes or aftershocks hit today, though this doesn't mean that the ground won't shift at some point tomorrow. As I said in a previous entry, welcome to Southern California. I always complain about the hot weather, though truth be told, I've always lived in this kind of climate and I'm in no rush to relocate. I'm not going anywhere. Moving sucks.
Speaking of moving, a gallon of regular unleaded gasoline at the nearby Chevron station has dropped to $6.49 a gallon. A week ago, that same gallon of gasoline was $6.55. Six cents is still six cents and I guess in this day and age, any reduction in price should be appreciated. I'll take a discount anywhere I can get it, especially at the gas pump.
I got a haircut yesterday. I get a haircut every four or five weeks. My hair doesn't get that long anymore because of that schedule. For the next two weeks, I don't have to do anything with it except wash it and I do that daily. Overall, not having to style my hair or even comb it just simplifies my morning routine. Yes, I am that lazy sometimes.
I think I'm just rambling at this point, so I'll end this entry right here.
Life is just grand. People still suck, though that's always going to be a thing.
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