Six Months . . .
My sister, Linda, recently mentioned that it has been six months since last I blogged. I have good intentions. My plan was/is to blog once a month (or so). I even have a recurring calendar alert on my phone to remind me to blog. I am guilty of ignoring that alert by telling myself “I’ll get to it in a day or two”. I have become a blog procrastinator.
Truly, I am sometimes amazed by how full my days can be. I am retired after all. I should have lots of time to blog. I do have lots of time, but it is very easy to fill my days with things other than blogging. I get up, we go in the spa for half an hour, we then exercise for two to two-and-a-half hours, I then do my daily chores (laundry, taking out the trash, cleaning the litter box, etc.), we then (on most days) take a run to town to drop off mail or pick up groceries. By the time we get through all that, it is late afternoon or early evening. So then, it’s time to have dinner, soak in the spa again, play games on the computer, watch our favorite TV shows . . . and the day is done.
The last six months have been quite eventful. In June, we went on a three week vacation, traveling through over a dozen states. We spent time in Michigan, visiting some of Thom’s relatives and touring South Manitou Island and the lighthouse where his mom was raised. We went from there to Kentucky to visit my best friend from Junior High/High School and her folks whom I had not seen in over 30 years. It was a most memorable vacation and you can visit my Flickr photo site to see lots of pictures.
In November we went on a two week vacation trip to California, Arizona, and Nevada. We visited family and friends in San Diego, Palm Springs, Indio, Victorville and Silver Lakes in California. We spent time with my girlfriend in Nevada; and celebrated Thanksgiving with my sister, brother, and parents in Arizona. That, too, was a wonderful time all around.
Now, I am excited about spending Christmas with Jim, Becka, and the grandkids at their home in Hillsboro. There is nothing better on this earth than spending Christmas with family. I will close on this note and I expect my next blog will be to tell you what a wonderful Christmas I had. Of course, my next blog might be next week, next month, or six months from now. You know . . . because time seems to race and I’m constantly trying to catch up.