When asked yesterday, by a friend, when I would be in a certain store today, I told her, “about 8:30 because I am a rare and delicate flower who cannot stand in the heat.” Yesterday, when I came out of Sprouts, with all those groceries, it was already 90 degrees and it wasn’t even 10:30. Sure enough, 105 degrees by early afternoon, topping out at 108 at 5 pm.
I have to start early if I’m going to accomplish much. This morning I was up before 5:30 so I could feed the cats, water the yards, empty the dishwasher, sort laundry and even get a few loads washed. It’s now almost 8 am, and I’ve gotten those chores out of the way. I spent time reading the newspaper, Facebook, and blogs, but now must put on my summer face and make ready to leave the house for a small amount of time. Terry will be gone all day and evening for various meetings. He isn’t as delicate as me.
My son-in-law is still recuperating but we don’t know if he has Lyme disease, and tiny grandson is improving every day. The doctor said he will have the cough for some time yet. My friend who is taking care of her ex-husband got the air conditioner fixed but had to take the patient to the ER anyway due to his feeding tube coming undone. He will spend some time there as there are other issues. The posts coming from a friend of Ronni Bennett’s gives all of us a feeling of reassurance after her surgery where they were able to remove all of the tumor in her pancreas. Thankful for progress.
More couch time with my books and cake this afternoon.