It can be as binding or as non binding as one might wish, but it is there. I have written about a lot of things in this blog in the last few years. If a subject came to mind, I usually wrote about it.
My life is not one of continued adventure. Most of the time it is long periods of quite boring time between bits of interesting events. Little of that is worth writing about.
It does not make sense to talk endlessly about Miriam's AD, even though it is the underlying topic of the blog. Her changes are so slow that a sentence of two every few months would suffice. Besides, if I complain too much my daughters likely will come to overblown conclusions, and I'll get it trouble!
Miriam is a putterer of the highest order. Tonight she finally made it to bed. It rarely takes less than an hour to get her between the covers, and tonight it was an hour and a half. But time we have.
Tomorrow we are loading up and returning to Idaho for the week. I have to see my doctor, and I suppose I should get a haircut, but I don't want to rush that one!
But there is lumber to mill into several kinds of trim for door and window trim and there is glass stops to cut. I'd like to get the wood shop moved, but I don't really have a place to put it yet.
The church needs some oak trim for some interior windows. I did not offer to install the trim, just make it.
Then there is carpenter work to do in the house, then a lot of inside painting.
I may have internet and I may not. And this time I will have Miriam. That is mostly good.
2 comments:
If you had a "like" button I would press it for all of your blog.
Susan
Once we went to an art exhibit. We gushed over and with the artist, but when we met the artist's wife, Miriam asked if she was an artist too.
"No," she said. "I am an appreciator."
Even this old guy occasionally needs appreciators, and I do appreciate you susan!
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