Why do I meditate? Spiritual growth. Why do I want spiritual growth? I don’t know.
Do you miss your wife? Yes, constantly. What does it feel like, in your body, to miss your wife? I don’t know.
What does sadness feel like in your body? I feel it all the time but I don’t know.
What do you want to be when you grow up? I don’t know. What are you going to do when you retire?
Do you want a girlfriend? Yes. Why? I don’t know. Why does anyone want a partner? I don’t know.
At 62 years old, I know less than a teenager. But feel like I still want the same things as I did back then.
I don’t know what I’m doing. But I know this shit hasn’t been good enough for a long time, maybe forever. When I find the answers to these questions, there will be more, but it’s time for me to bust through the ceiling and continue to move onwards and upwards.
Itsan other Monday. (Do you see what I did there?) I don’t really remember anything about Saturday worth reporting. Ate breakfast at a restaurant that was on its last chance they didn’t do well Sunshine Suites restaurant, used to be great, sucks now. I think our breakfast group is in agreement with me now.
Sunday I had swelling, pain and bleeding from my Friday dental. I wasn’t supposed to dive, but I did walk up to the h dive site and watch my dive buddies get in. Conditions were superb.
Then I cleared the bush around the outside of my fence, and trimmed a big tree in the yard. Broke my chainsaw 90% of the way through and finished with a hand saw. Then I fixed my chainsaw and learned a lot about taking it apart and putting it back together. I didn’t even start the car or drive at all yesterday.
And now it’s Monday and I’m heading out again. To work!
I heard a funny (kinda) story this morning on the BBC. I looked it up and found the article HERE. A woman parked her car in Washington DC, took a picture (above) to remember, but couldn’t find the parking garage after her and her daughters appointment.
Finally, she had no choice but to give up and head home, carless.
she posted her dilemma on social media and people all over began searching for her car. Finally it was found, with the finder posting a selfie with the car.
I had a similar situation at a concert in Baltimore. We lost our driver. I found the right parking garage and empty parking spot, but no driver or car. I had to call my father who drove an hour from DC and pick me and two drunk girls up.
Everyone was drinking 151, except me, I was drinking beer, luckily. My date was puking in the bathroom, the drivers date seemed relatively ok, and was giving me a play by play about the happenings in the ladies room. My father picked us up at a bus station.
This last week has not been a good one for a lot of my plants. I think I lost all 9 of my tomato plants. They were holding on, barely growing it all. Then in the last week, they just wilted up and died I don’t think any plants in the screen House gets enough light. I wish I had put it where I knew it should be instead of where the ex wife wanted it.
I have a fern that has been struggling that seems to be ready to kick the bucket. Lettuce has quit producing leaves and is making seed. Beets never did well.
I have a lemon tree that has been dying for years. I’ve tried everything to save it .
it hurts to see the plants suffer, decline and die. I have a lot that are doing really well though. Most.
Made it out yesterday without being on a jury. I got selected, but got released because I had a note from the court excusing me one day for a dental appointment. Yeay!
I picked a batch of bananas last week Their type is called botlers. They are more like a plantain than a banana. Everyone on my street has a big bunch from my batch. They’re good if you cook them in a frying pan with a little oil. My Teflon pan wasn’t very good for this and someone recommended a cast iron skillet. So I went out and got one.
It is so good, I don’t think I will ever use my old non-stick pans any more. Tonight I had eggs and turkey sausage for dinner, cooked in the cast iron.
Went diving today, rough with a lot of current, but still good.
Now its back to work Monday, and report for jury duty again
This morning I woke up and got up before the alarm. I was having stressful sleep, not in that it was stressful, but in that I couldn’t steer my thoughts in the direction I wanted to steer them. Among other things, I kept thinking about this woman with green hair. I knew where she was, and I had to get up to go find her.
But when I woke up, I didn’t know where to find her. I couldn’t remember. Keep an eye out for her, will you?
I notice lately that there always seems to be a group of half a dozen or so chickens in my back yard. Digging huge pits. I don’t know what made them decide to start hanging out back there but I wish I knew a way to get rid of them. (If I left the dogs out, I’d probably be rid of the cats too and probably end up with a worse hole digging problem;)