Psalm 83:1 Do not keep silent, O God! Do not hold Your peace, And do not be still, O God!
Far right, me; middle, my Mom, far left, my maternal Grandmother 1992
Mike said he didn’t sleep well last night, so even though he got up at 9 am, he went back to bed until noon. When he finally got up, he wanted to go to Elmer’s and we left the house around 12:30. We were back by 2:30 and Mike fell asleep on the sofa for another 3 hours. It will be interesting to see if he sleeps tonight, or not.
Over this past week he’s asked me when is Mother’s Day, and I tell him it’s this coming Sunday, the 9th of May. Oh, okay, I didn’t know that. Each day asked, each day answered, each day the response has been I didn’t know that. (Including today)
Watching Mike sleep all day is about as exciting as watching paint dry – nothing is going on, nothing is being done, and I am simply bored, I’ve read at least 10 books over the last few days and I have a stack to go. I want to be up, moving, doing stuff and it’s not happening.
I have been sitting so much, not getting any real activity, and I find moving around gets a bit harder. Every joint, seems to want to fuse together and not move freely. I have to start out slow, when I stand up and gently begin moving my legs, knees, etc because they just don’t want to be in motion after a long day of sitting still.
I’ve listened for Mike, and I haven’t heard anything, so it’s time to close down for tonight.
