Quick Note for Thursday

I am at my gate with thirty minutes…so here this goes as a brief note.

Starting at the end of Thursday, I enjoyed packing my roller bag with ten days’ worth of clothing. I managed to get one side filled with socks, underwear, and the like. The shirts and pants go on the other side on hangers. This is a suit bag and works marvelously for me. But the last set of T-shirts made it impossible to close, thus I resorted to removing two and stuffing the rest in a pocket. I was then able to sit on my case and close it.

With the roller bag done, I folded laundry, put things away, and ordered the kitchen. Earlier, I had swooshed the toilets and cleaned them with disposable towels. Thrown in the trash! Sinks were also cleaned. While I did not mop the bathrooms, I had at least gotten the kitchen mopped. I decided not to vacuum as I was tired.

I put on my PJs, took my pills, and set two alarms. I read for a while, mostly Dungeons & Dragons, and then turned off the light and tried to sleep. I felt off, and sleep was light and often interrupted. I woke up with my alarm, and my left eye was swollen. It looks like an allergic reaction (I had changed the sheets, so the pillow cases were as clean as they get). It slowly improved, but both my eyes are puffy. Hmmm.

Before this, I was at our church’s Theology Pub. For nearly ten years, we have been visiting local bars and food joints to discuss theology. Today’s topic was about grief and whether the divide we are seeing is a manifestation of grief or not. It may be that people in the USA are experiencing all the stages of grief, whether for the past, jobs lost, or other defeats. We talked about it and thought this may be possible, and it is important to think about that when talking about issues. Is the reaction grief? Is it about loss?

And then they called my plane.