The Philadelphia Eagles didn’t play football today.
We are sitting here at the breakfast bar trying to move it down a notch, getting ready to try to sleep a little before we come up to the big city and it just is so weird that there is no football.
I walked with Kasia and did 12,000+ steps today with her and did things around the house, but it really is weird, as we have gotten use to watching and/or listening to football on a Sunday afternoon or Sunday night. This is a change from us, as we normally are baseball people.
Zush sleeping as is Kasia, and we are getting ready getting to shower to relieve some aches and relax and try to get some sleep. It’ll be interesting to see what happens when the football season is over…lol.
Zush and Kasia and I did our walking today.
I think we did the 10,0000 steps on the main route that is still closed down so it was easy for us to walk it, and for Zush, well, with her designer, expensive arthritis medicine, she kept walking , albeit slowly, so we were ok, as it was not a race.
I enjoyed the time together with the girls: we get out and I think the stress level for us goes down and we are all happy.
We managed to get done in time for Jim and I to go for 4 PM Mass, so now, we are back, and we are one more walk away from calling it a night, as I know we are all tired.
Hope you enjoyed your Saturday and have a fabulous Sunday.
This trying to keep up with at least 10,000 steps a day is really rough, especially on Fridays.
I lose a bit of time on Fridays because of the time we use running in the car down to undisclosed.Usually I try to squeeze in a few walks with the girls during the day before we have to go in the car.
Today, my legs were so sore but fortunately I got to my 10,000 steps. Since October 29, I have walked 75.78 miles…it is an average of 4. something miles a day.
So forgive me-a hot shower and hair appointment await in the morning,
I am waiting for a day of personal peace. I am waiting for a day where my voice is heard, my opinion is asked for and accounted for.
This is not the post I wanted to write tonight but I am very tired. I am preparing my future life and I must get it right, for there is no one to blame but me for whatever I plan. It is very intimidating, but as a grown up, I have a right to figure out how to deal with what’s coming down the road.
Prayers and good vibes are appreciated.
I went to make a sick call for Church tonight and stopped at a former neighbors while I was in the area.
I heard her call,” Come in.” and did, only to see her crying.
My good friend lost her 47-year-old daughter to cancer. She passed away today.
I immediately thought back to my niece, Sandy, who passed away at 18 to a mid brain tumor. Jeanne passed away today from metastatic breast cancer at the age of 47. She left behind her mom, 2 brothers, 2 sisters, husband, and two children, 10 and 8 years old.
Jeanne fought the good fight and gave it her all, but as I say a lot: cancer is a very mean disease.
Heaven needed another angel.
Rest in peace, Jeanne.
Getting everything together is a job.Anyone who has gone through the process of retirement and moving knows how it goes.You struggle to get things together while life goes on around you.
The problem is getting run down while trying to take the Undisclosed Location down to our new home.Our sleep is off, weather has been all over the board, and in the meanwhile, We are both running a little on the ragged side.It’s rough that our sleep is off and we are worrying about all other stuff, I have come down with classic “falling apart at the seams” health. Jim isn’t quite as sick as me.I am doing but a couple of ailments but the problem is they are all dancing around at the same time.Jim picked up a prescription for me today. Add to the equation that holidays are here.
Hopefully we all will get through this and I am praying next year will be better.
It’s that time of year again for me.
I think it’s kind of common that when you get to a point in a life, you have some balance, and then the balance tips the other way.
I miss and honor those who are no longer with me at Thanksgiving.
It’s not really a fair statement, as I miss them every day. I include them in my prayers daily.Perhaps if things were different, the melancholia that settles over me like a fog could be shaken off.But it doesn’t. I strive to savor those with me, have loving thoughts for those separated from me by distance, and prayers for those who are having a heavenly holiday.
There was a time when grandparents were still around, and aunts and uncles and parents and cousins and, in short, a full table.