I was sitting out on my back porch one evening, quietly celebrating the recovery of my pulled muscle to the point that I had been able to do a little light yard-reclamation work that day, when it happened.
I pulled a muscle along my ribs while raking. That pretty well put an end to my yard work for a couple of days.
The first thing you notice, after everything else, is how quiet it is. There is almost total silence.
I don’t know about anyone else, but it seems to me there has been a plethora of named weather lately. And hurricane season doesn’t officially start until tomorrow (June 1).
I did something on Tuesday. I voted. I’m not asking for a gold star or anything. In fact, it shouldn’t be any more remarkable than saying I got up or ate breakfast.
So we’ve gone straight from winter to summer, with barely a couple days of spring. Or so it seems. I believe I drove around with my windows down twice. After that, I had to roll up the windows and turn on the A/C.
It’s not that I’m lazy. I know a lot of folks would accuse me of that, but it isn’t so. It’s just that I don’t like doing things that require physical effort. Any physical effort. My body was not constructed for physical effort. Well, unless it’s something I enjoy, like singing or eating.
Today is “Star Wars” day, and no matter how you look at it, it’s a day for all nerds and geeks to talk about the “Wars” and obsess over unknown facts and behind-the-scenes things that only real fans would know.
So there I stood in the kitchen, facing the enemy. On the counter it waited, brooding and confident. I took a deep breath. I had done this once before, and had hoped I wouldn’t have to face it again.
It’s good to read that folks can get help nowadays to keep their animals, particularly dogs and cats from reproducing. It was not always so. At least, I don’t remember there being grants for spaying and neutering when I was a kid.