Dear Diary

The Day After 

When the bug has gone, and you're feeling 93%. But, there is still that washed out, ikky, tired, weaker than normal vibe that will last sadly for a couple of days. I am there now. Better than full on bug, but certainly not 100%. 93 tops.

Life in the fast lane. 

One other thing. Lately I have made this observation about myself. I'm thinking that I am now 71 and 1/2 years old. Why? I have no clue. I have taken to counting parts of years in determining my age. Why? Back when I was a kid, I wasn't just 6 or 7. I always said I'm 6 and 1/2. Or 7 and 4  months. For some odd reason it meant something. Fractions of years had to be taken into account when someone asked how old I was. As soon as I hit 18, that all went away. Other than the "important" years i.e. 21, 30, 40 or 60 all intervening years were just ignored. So now, it's back. I'm 71 and 1/2 years old. Amazing. I'm slowly regressing. Life is strange indeed.

Stay safe. stay cool. stay off the social media crap. Buy a tent. Find some woods. Set up your tent. Build a fire. Cook beans and weenies. And watch the sunset.  Fall asleep listening to crickets. That is worth more than a bajillion dollars in "counseling". 

Your welcome.

Fin

Some days…

Say hello to my lil Frenz!!!

Awake at 2am. Why? Because an earwig (pincerbug) was walking up my arm in bed. These bugs are ubiquitous summertime in the low country Georgia. Reached for the bug (I was mostly asleep) grabbed and threw it out of my bed. The offender was nowhere to be found this morning so unfortunately, said bug lived to crawl another day. Another 2am. Another creep me out wake-up. Last week our local pest control person came to spray our home. I mentioned these earwigs and his response “they are everywhere there’s nothing you can do to stop them”. To which my thoughts were so why am I paying you then. 

This was bad enough but about an hour later, my air conditioning unit sounded like something was wrong. So up I go, looking around, investigating , nothing to be found . The strange noise was gone. So now I’m 0 for 2 . Bugs escape, air has a gremlin which I’m sure will never come back unless it is 3am. I’m up at this point , no more sleep. 5 hours will have to do even though it won’t even be close.

Next item, my bicycle ride. What could go wrong with that? Well last night it rained pretty heavy and my development had small streams of water runoff on all the roads. Miserable. Squishy. My normal hour and 55 ride took 21/2 hours. 

All of this occurred before 9:30 am. There is an entire day ahead and so far this one is starting as a compete crap show. 

It all started with a bug! 

Hemingway gave us all this advice for successful writing : Start with one honest sentence . The most honest sentence you can think of. 

Ok: I am really tired. 

Stay cool y’all