Chuck was at Aunt Dor's this weekend doing the caregiver thing. I did the thrift shop/watch lifetime on Sat. Then today I worked about 8 hours out side. Finished cleaning the truck, mowed, watered, etc,... Shower felt like Heaven. It's 69 degrees out and I am grateful for that.
Tomorrow is Chuck's colonoscopy. Drinking all that crap. He has to get up at 2:30am to drink another quart! I'll be up at 5:30 to drink my coffee and smoke myself awake.
Should have blogged yesterday. I was weirded out. Felt like I didn't know how to do my life. I get the wake up, cigs and coffee but then I don't know what to do until I can go to bed at night. And no, I wasn't born yesterday. I just,.....well I ended up talking to my son. Sometimes (I'm embarrassed to say), my kids have to be the parent. I told him how I was feeling and he told me how to do my day. Left to my own devices, I would just sit and watch TV. LOSER! I know. I am OK now. My husband is home. He's the one who keeps me busy. He leaves next Sunday to go hunting at his friends farm. He'll be gone 3 weeks, I think. And a funny thing happens to me the 1st couple days he's gone. I get kinda scared. Not that someone will break in or any rational thing. No,...it's more like I will have a breakdown of some type. I can't really describe it. I'm ok after awhile. I will try to work my son's program. There's plenty to do around here. If I started right now, I still wouldn't be done by the time I die.
Speaking of Texas,.....My man wants to spend two months at South Padre Island. Seriously? We went there for a week and I hated it. What,..there's like three streets and there's nothing to do but drink. The beach had big dead fish heads and jelly fish and the warmest it ever got was 43 degrees. The old fried geezers didn't care. They sat out in the sun shirt-less and while it might have been a beautiful sight to a blind person, I still think they are crazy. Then there's golfing in Brownsville. WTF. We golf now? (like a kid, Chuck just wants to do what his friends are doing.) I know some of you are Texans. Please feel free to enlighten be about this big brown state. Florida is his 2nd choice and I'm even considering that place. I even wonder if I could be gone that long without have anxiety attacks. At least I'm pretty sure we will be going to Northern New England. That's where I have always wanted to go. So now he's talking about passports so we can go to Canada. I'm sorry. Did you hear me say I wanted to go to Canada? BTW, I need to install a spell check that recognizes medical terms. Colonoscopy apparently is not a word but here were the two choices spell check gave me: 1- Cloudscape. 2- Kaleidoscope. Hmmm. Yeah, that's what I meant. Chuck's having a kaleidoscope. Dumb-ass spell check!