Actually, there’s not much to talk about.
I wanted to let you know that I am not all that down about the deaths of David Bowie and Alan Rickman. Shocks, to be sure. Bowie was a favorite musician of mine, and Rickman was a favorite actor. I am upset, but I didn’t cry about either one of them. But I am sad that they are both gone.
I really don’t know how to bring this up but to just bluntly bring it up. Johnny is temporarily in Texas, on assignment. He decided to start travel nursing, and this is his first assignment. It is a 12 to 13 week assignment. I miss him dearly, but in the grand scheme of things, this is temporary. I have to keep telling myself that. We are temporarily in a long-distance relationship. I will make this work. We will make this work. It’s going to end up okay. You’ll see. I haven’t talked with him yet today, as today was his first day on the job. I mean, I texted him good luck. I’ll keep you posted.
The cold is almost intolerable to me this year, where it hasn’t been in past years. That’s odd to me. Maybe it’s just that I’m getting older?
Today is Martin Luther King Junior Day, a day of contemplation and reflection on the life that was MLK Jr. Me, I’m still contemplating and reflecting upon why the company is closed for this holiday. I’m not knocking it. I just don’t understand it. Every other place is open like normal. Why aren’t we? Maybe I’ll ask someone.
The fleas have been remedied at our house. Remember that the kittens, specifically Bo, had fleas? Yeah. Well, we have taken care of it, with regular combings and flea treatments and vacuuming. So, whew!
A couple of good quotes from the weekend, both from a round of Wii bowling. First up is Older Sister upon getting a spare: “Why do they call it a pickup? Doesn’t look like any truck I’ve ever seen.” And then Youngest Brother, after a tricky shot in 100 pin bowling in which he knocked down 99 pins: “I’ve been spared!”
That’s it for now. I’ll try to do better next post.