Tuesday Not Much Done

Grammarly is not working properly today, so please forgive any mistakes…There appears to be an outage. I have copied this text in…

I rose late on Tuesday, having rolled over a few times. I seem to wake up at 3AM now. Mom Wild called me at 8ish and we chatted for a while. She was lonely and wanted to just talk for a while.

I started on the blog and wrote much of the morning. I texted back and forth with Deborah. It was a relaxed morning. I meant to start some laundry but did not finish it until later. I showered, shaved, dressed, and was out of the house in Air VW the Gray with an older model HP printer in the cargo hold. I drove to the SurplusGizmos to see if they would take the printer (and ask them about other items) but discovered they are not open on Tuesdays. I was hungry and received some replies on some church items that left me disenchanted. I needed a beer and a burger and stopped at Cornelius Pass Roadhouse. I tried to find my focus, eat, and enjoy my burger. I ordered my favorite, Captain Neon Burger, a bacon blue cheeseburger with the fixing and fries. It’s not a good choice for weight loss and health, but stress and a light breakfast of just a banana and coffee made me ravenous.

I returned home, soon napped, and read some of a Kickstarter-published New Edge Swords & Sorcery Magazine issue 3. The art and the writing were excellent and focused on Fantasy, with me thinking some of the themes would make an excellent new adventure. I am always thinking about writing a new adventure for Dungeons and Dragons. Corwin stops by, grabs the ladder, and cleans the leaves from the gutters. It is still cold, and Corwin is surprised that the bottom of the gutters is frozen water. I have a church Zoom meeting at 6:30, meaning I have no plans for dinner, and Corwin and I share the smoked salmon I got from Costco. I have some chips with the salmon but am still full of burger.

Corwin is not driving food deliveries today. Tuesdays are slow days, and sunny days are poor days for food delivery. Corwin and I discuss his motor bike, and he says he has not been able to sell it. I will donate it then. He is OK with that.

Pastor Ken calls me after he reads my emails and is concerned for my disenchantment, but the beer and food worked, and I am still willing to try to make some of the church project work. We agreed to try to continue the refresh of the fireside and entrance way, but I was concerned that the report I read had asbestos in the floor in the entryway. I told Ken that I believe we should pay for past errors before refreshing, but I will address that through the regular church committees. Also, the refresh may encapsulate the problem, which is a solution often used in older buildings. My focus as vice-chair of church (lay leader with an administrative focus for those who speak Methodist) council is more important.

The meeting followed and clocked in at more than two hours. Yikes! The meeting was about process and there was a little axe-grinding that was unsuccessful. I was trying most of the time not to say anything as meetings like this will just spin and go on forever on old topics long resolved. I did object to one change, but tried not to have it spin. I respect the person who was trying to fix the issue related.

I was happy that the meeting finally closed. I was only slightly disenchanted now.

Soon, tired, disenchanted, and cold, I decided 10 was OK for a shower, PJs, and more reading of Fantasy. I enjoyed a couple of stories. I felt that Tuesday was a failure as I did so little and went soon slept. I woke at 3ish for proof of hydration, but then managed to sleep again.

Thanks for reading.