I started on my walk this morning, a few minutes after seven, and the sun was shining. It promised to be a beautiful day. I walked less than a block and the sky had darkened. A few drops of rain began to fall. It was impossible to determine the weather forecast so I kept on walking and hoped for the sun to shine again. It didn't. I made it to the entrance of Merrimack Meadows and the rain began to fall a bit heavier. I was getting wetter and wetter! I stopped at my mail box to collect the mail and clutching it to my chest I hurried on home. I may have walked a half mile:(
Not much progress in my training for the Turkey Trot. A 5K (3 mile) or a 10K (6 mile) run or walk on Thanksgiving morning that everyone except me has participated in, sponsored by Carlisle, PA. The family usually gathers at Dean's for a feast on Thanksgiving and he and Dawn have invited everyone again this year. It has become a family tradition. He is very happy about my walking program and encourages me to join the family at the Turkey Trot. I am walking two miles now. Surely I can make it to three miles by Thanksgiving. If the weather will only cooperate!
I called Dean for two reasons. One, he bought two loaves of bread at "When Pigs Fly" and they were missing when he got home. I have done a search and they are not here. The second reason was that the sound on my TV was not working and I wondered if he might know what the problem could be. He solved my TV problem immediately by suggesting that the remote button on my control might have been accidentally hit and was on "remote". I wasn't even aware that I had a remote button. It is infinitesimally small! I remembered several things that needed attention but forgot when Dean was here. He suggested that I make a list and keep it posted somewhere convenient. The faucet in the kitchen sink that is frozen in place and cannot be moved. The cabinet in my bathroom that is ruined on the inside from a water leak. A new cabinet will have to be installed.
I told Dean that Kady probably had the loaves of bread. She had picked them out and probably unloaded them at her mother's. They aren't ordinary loaves of bread. Each cost $6 and are made with wonderful ingredients!
It looks as if it will clear and I may be able to finish my walk this afternoon!
You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.
Desmond Tutu
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