I’ve had the blahs this week, and I’ve been trying to deal with it in the usual way, by writing about it. I haven’t made much progress, though, so I spent a good bit of the day catching up on e-mail and trying to help my brother untangle the red tape that has kept Mom from getting her survivor benefits from Dad’s pension for eleven months. I got as far as I could with the pension and turned my attention back to the post. I looked at my notes and thought, Naaah, that’s not it. Then I thought back to an e-mail I sent to my friend in Florida. Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. So, with a few edits, here it is.
It’s been busy around here, at least busy compared to what the usual retired life is like. We had extra prayer meetings and choir rehearsals in preparation for Easter, and we’ve joined a home Bible study group. We’re continuing to clear and burn the dead trees we’ve felled, and we’re reclaiming the wilder areas of the lot a little at a time. I’ve become quite expert at driving the lawn mower out of a hole while David puts boards under the wheels!
My computer is acting up. Sometimes I feel like doing what the dad did to his daughter’s laptop on the Facebook video – taking one of David’s guns to it. Of course, David’s reaction is the typical male reaction when a woman complains that a car or anything else isn’t working correctly. He raises an eyebrow and assumes it’s operator error.
On the upside, Mom is stable and holding her own for the moment. Jim and Jo Lynn invited us up next week to celebrate my birthday. With the price of gas, I’m not sure if another road trip is a good idea right now, but a girl only turns 65 once. Besides, I need to love on Mom for a while.
After all the positive response to my new book idea, I’m somewhat paralyzed with fear, but I’ll get moving on it soon. I feel a little like the disciples after Easter, waiting for Pentecost, waiting for the Spirit to move.
Well, I don’t have any cheese to go with this whine, so I’ll call it done. Hope all is well with my readers.