Sunday, April 24, 2016

My Life....Such As It Is.....

Today was an absolute perfect day.  The weather was great (76 degrees), sunny, not too breezy and I did almost nothing.  *Sigh*  I didn't go anywhere except on the deck to hold the cat for a bit, put out food for her and give her fresh water.  I listened to the rooster practicing his crowing...just to hear his own crow, I think.

I made myself some breakfast, drank some coffee and took an early nap.  This was just two hours after I woke up, mind you.  I just felt...lazy.  I made some fresh coffee (the Beast had used most of it before he left for church) just before the Beast got home from church.  Then I went back to watching the BBCA documentaries they were running 24/2 for Earth Day.  They were on such things as the oceans, fish, insects, caves, water from snow to waterfalls to rivers and out to the sea.  Their subject matter was thorough and amazing.  It included the Arctic and Antarctic and the life that inhabits it or uses it for nesting and raising their young.  I could hardly believe that in two days time, I didn't see a single repeat even when checking the subject matter for the time I would be asleep.  It was a shame I couldn't tape it to be able to watch it all.

I've been watching it all day.  Today the Beast and I made our own meals since our appetites didn't appear anywhere close to each others.  The Beast washed his white clothes (shirts, socks, undies) along with some of the dish rags that needed bleaching.  He only did it because I told him I was going over to Cee's tomorrow.  At least he didn't ask me why.  Like I need a reason other than to spend some time with my sister?  He's always asking me *why?* and it's like he hasn't been able to figure out that I happen to LIKE her?  He keeps saying he wants to go visit his brother but when I ask him when, he keeps changing it or finding a reason why he just CAN'T right now.  

It's all lame and it makes me wonder.  Does he or doesn't he enjoy being with his brother?  I can hardly wait to go to Chicago to see my family (and hopefully a few cousins) as well as my girlfriends from school.   At my age, that sounds weird but I don't FEEL my age even though my body has betrayed me so often.  I have never felt the idea of dying as much as I have since my brother died.  A myocardial infarction?  Shouldn't that have been detected early on?  Life is just too short.  Everything can change in an instant.  I even started updating my will, which is simpler when you have a family trust already.  

Although I have always believed in God, He confuses me in many ways.  I always thought of him as a God of love.  Yet the God in the Bible seems to always be angry.  I also think that the person that wrote Revelation (he was banished from his home by the ruling Governor appointed by Rome) was in the throes of some weird mind bending drug, perhaps from tainted bread or something since he lived in a cave on an island.  I mean, really?  The scenarios he predicts are worse than most of the militia organizations and even worse than the radical Muslims....almost.  I think they will have a real shock when God shows up and punishes them for the truly horrible things they have done, especially to women.

I didn't mean for this to come to any kind of religious discussion or condemnations.  It  just happened.  Sorry.  

Anyway, I folded the Beast's clothes when he brought them to me as I was watching TV.  I gave the basket with the folded underwear and his mated socks so he could put them away and know where they were.  Both his hearing and his memory are starting to suck lately.  I mean worse than normal.  It's not *Old-Timers*, he just doesn't always pay attention.  His mind is always busy thinking of other things....like what lenses he needs for taking the wedding pictures (one happens next month) and which flash he will need for this or that.  Sometimes I have to touch his shoulder to make sure he hears me and pays attention to what I tell him.

That's pretty much been my day except  that I spent 3 hours or so on Facebook just checking on things my family and friends posted.  At least I get to see pictures of their babies and kids growing up and get an idea of what THEIR lives are like.  I really need to get out more....LOL.

Time for me to take a shower and get ready for bed.  It's very late and I'm glad we have two bathrooms so I won't wake the Beast.  Love you all.  Be good and remember...the most precious things we have to give is love and kindness.  ***Hugs***  

2 comments:

  1. Sis, I don't think you realize that bro's cause of death was the coroner's best guess, since he didn't do an autopsy, which is VERY expensive. They don't do those things for free! The same thing happened to Sheldon's brother; saving the Mother THOUSANDS of dollars.
    People need to be aware that autopsies cost the families money! THEY ARE NOT DONE FOR FREE!
    If someone has been seeing a doctor regularly the coroner will sometimes make a 'best guess'. Which I am pretty sure happened with Bro D. And I'm thankful for the coroner! And for Bee.

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  2. I do realize both those things and I was grateful for both. I knew an autopsy wasn't done because it takes much longer for a true diagnosis to be concluded. I didn't think that the people that actually read my blog didn't know that autopsies aren't free. My bad if they don't and I failed to realize that.

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