Pragmatist
Pragmatist

I got a call from Megan this morning asking me to bring her daughter back home.  "I miss her."  Now there's a shock!  Any time before 11pm.

Rena had a girlfriend come over for swimming today.  The pool is closed for cleaning.  Now that just isn't right, what with the temperatures in the triples.  I hope it won't take long, because I, even I, want to swim when the weather is hot.  However, I prefer swimming about sunset.  The sun isn't blazing, and the water is still warm.

I didn't feel like cooking, so I took the girls to Fresh Choice for dinner.  Sitting with two 14-year-olds is an education.  When I was 14, all I had on my mind was BOYS.  These girls range from philosophical to just plain silly, and nary a word about "that cute boy."  What has this generation come to????

Had a note pinned on my door when I got home.  From Gordon, Rena's shadow.  Had to tell him that she was home, and I didn't know when she'd be back, but I'd let him know.  He was disappointed, but her mother's wishes come before his.  Right?

It really hit me hard when I walked into Megan's house and saw the packing boxes and the packed boxes.  And the antique grandfather clock all wrapped up.  There was a bareness to the place.  All along I've been saying they're moving, but it really hit me this evening.  They really are moving.

I got to the gym this morning and saw that I'd forgotten my membership card.  So, mad dash back home (fortunately, it's only a couple blocks), grab the card, dash back to the gym.  After changing and showering, I got to the exercise only 15 minutes late.  I managed 45 minutes of exercise today, and maybe will make it for the full hour on Friday.

Little trouble with leg cramps, though.  Don't know if it's the water temperature (a little lower than I like) or the unaccustomed exercise, or a combination of both.  I have some quinine caps for leg cramps, and if it continues Friday, I guess I'll plan on medicating myself until I become inured to the coolish water and the exercise.

I really need to find some mesh pool slippers.  The tiles in the hallways are wet and slippery, and my balance isn't all it could be.  I thought about using my cane, but then, the cane would probably slip on the wet tiles.  So I huddle as close to the wall, avoiding the wet center, and support myself against the wall.  I've taken some bad spills without any broken bones, but there's always the first time.  Ironic if it happened in the gym.  Of all the places to have an accident! Tch!

Time for Banshee's treat, and he's reminded me a couple times already.  I think I'm about ready to head for bed, too.  Had my usual three hours of sleep last night, and a brief nap after coming home from the gym.  Not enough z's for this one.

Shalom