Hello,
Leroy thinks he is not with it half
the time. Course I do not think he is much different than I am. Is that one of
the great values of growing old together?
Today I decided to do some dusting because
I had not done that for a while. I got out two cloths because they were lying
together. From time to time I used one or the other just so neither would feel
neglected. Now I cannot locate one of the cloths. Where can it be? I have
searched in every logical and illogical place. I stopped and made the bed in
the middle of this activity. Do you suppose I put it in the bed and very
carefully tucked it away?
Every morning, to start the day, Leroy
and I have a cup of lukewarm water with apple cider vinegar and raw honey. Years
ago we knew a guy who did this. At the time we thought he was a little crazy,
but when we saw what good shape he was in, we decided to replicate his “tonic”.
This morning I heated water just a little to take the edge off, but not destroy
the great properties of raw honey. Without using all brain cells I put it in
the pot the make steel cut oats. After a bit I was wondering why it was taking
so long for the water to get hot. Usually I put boiling water in the pot.
At night we close all the registers
because we like to sleep in a cool or even cold space. Last night I asked Leroy
if he had closed all of the registers. He said yes, but this morning I found
one to have been left open. He thought he had closed it, but the evidence was
clear.
None of these things are a big deal,
but we certainly hope we keep our wits about us when we drive. I was on alert
when I came home last night in the snow flurries. Leroy asked if it was
slippery. “I did not test it out, but drove slow.” I answered.
Just a point passing though my mind.
How is it that when I clear the snow off the back window of this car it seems
to almost immediately get covered again so that I cannot see the traffic behind
me? At least at night people have their lights on and I get some clues from
that.
Paula
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