Day by day - it has been a beat

It has been a beat since I managed to push a blog out to the world.  I have written a sentence or two at a time, but never enough to feel complete.  I am pulling this one together from those snippets.

The almost-full moon Tuesday night the 16th lured me out to take its photo.  It was still fairly mild, enough that stepping out on the deck felt cool but not frigid.  

That morning I had my trainer session.  With it being newly daylight savings time, it felt oh, so early!  But we survived.  

Wednesday the 17th I slept until I woke up, and it was nearly 7 a.m. by the clock.  My fitbit gave me a high score for sleep quality, too.  I rarely see 90's, but it gave me a 91.  And I did feel rested.  Retirement rocks!

Happy St. Patrick's Day on Thursday.  I went digging in my closet to find the lime green Lincoln Marathon shirt to wear to my workout.  Matching it with the Spring green Brooks running shoes made me feel particularly Spring-y!  It gave me an energy lift, as well.

Saturday the 19th was the official "fish party #1".  There isn't much "party" in these parties, in fact, most folks "regular Sunday dinner" would describe it better.  My nephew in law and his mother in law (my sister Ace) arrived as planned, and we scrounged about the kitchen finding the needed equipment to produce (no photos, sorry) Pesto Salmon.  Roasted brussels sprouts and Italian loaf with bruscetta completed the meal.  It was very satisfying... and actually having real people around a table conversing?  Awesome!  Since the pandemic hit, this was the first time hosting a meal in my own house.  I'd gone to my son's place three times during 2021 for our limited "all vaxxed" celebrations.  Who'd have thought that just "come over for dinner" would become such a big deal?  Yet, it has.  Won't it be great when it's no longer such a much?

Then I started bracing myself for a people-y week ahead.  Tuesday the 22nd was a normal workout day, but we got snowflakes and raindrops to go with cool Spring temperatures.  I snapped a photo of a Spring robin, perched on the deck rail, with the flakes streaking by.

Wednesday the 23rd, I had a meeting with my financial guy... for whom I had a bunch questions such as "now that I'm going to turn 70 later this year, what do I need to do throughout the year, and  when?"  

Then Thursday (yesterday) was the pre-arranged "Mom's taxi service" for my former daughter in law's outpatient surgery.  We knew some things about the timing (she was to check in at 5 a.m.) and some things we did not know (as in when they would release her because it would depend on results).  So naturally, I woke at 1:54 a.m. and had trouble falling back to sleep.  Some time around 2:30 I gave up and got up, took a shower, did my daily Wordle (badly), and dressed for the day.  

I got to her apartment complex by 4:30, and we drove to the hospital, where we had time to sit in the car and chat before she needed to go check in.  Then I came home and nodded off until she was in recovery.  She remembered a couple of things by that point that would help with her at-home recovery, so I went over to my neighborhood Walgreen's to pick them up.  And around 1 p.m. it was time to go pick her up and deliver her back to her place.

 She invited me up just to make sure she was doing OK on her own, and I got to see the two kitties.  I don't have current photos, but I have an old one of Kalimdor... such a striking kitty.  The other one, Odus, is a long-haired Russian Blue, and I don't have a photo of him, other than when he was playing with Carl, during the short time Odus lived in the same household as Carl.  My kitties are mutts compared to hers!  Love them just the same, but I have to admit to the beauty of these others.

After DIL (former, but still, if you know what I mean) wound down and was ready to sack out, we deemed that she did not need a watcher, so I came home and kind of nodded off myself again.  I think I took a total of 3 naps over the course of the day, and still fell asleep during the Duke - Texas Tech game, and got a full night's sleep, too.

All that said, hope you didn't miss my mundane little blogs too much.  I also hope that we're all doing our best to live one day at a time and take care of our health and well-being during those single days.  Life is good.  Spark on!