It is currently 55 degrees in the outer world at my location, soon after the daily arrival of the glowing sky orb.
I feel like I am at the tail end of my recent first viral bout of the new century. The fact that I'm going to test out the swimming pool this morning would seem to be indicative of a return to feeling healthy.
A week from today will be the last day of February. I totally tire of the ever increasing speed with which time flies.
Spencer Jack is flying to Phoenix on March 14 to visit my mom and dad. I told my mom and dad I'd fly to Phoenix in March. Now March is almost here and I'm not much in the mood to fly to Phoenix.
Before I moved to Texas I used to take off for long distance locations on momentary whims. I have no idea what about Texas has made me so stodgy about taking off for long distance locations on momentary whims. Maybe it is yet one more age-related malady.
I am going swimming now. For how long I do not know.
Just do it. Pack your one bag and GO. You can think up all kinds of ways to put your great nephew in danger in Arizona, and, take it from me: just like you, your parents are not getting any younger either. Go before you're sorry you didn't.
ReplyDeleteNow, buy that ticket. I have spoken.