I survived the day.

Actually it was enjoyable to spend a portion of the day outside and work along side my "sweetie". I had waited until she and the houndgirls were up before I began to get yard equipment out of the garage and fuel and service it. I had weed-eated the front and was beginning to mow when Krl came outside. She was wanting to help but I completed the front before taking a brief break and moving everything to the back yard. When I began running the weed-eater in the back I heard the mower start up and Krl was on the job. It was interesting to note the differences between how we want and do the yard and how the yard people have done it. To them it is a small ingredient in volume with $$$$$ signs stamped on it. For Krl and I it is getting it done right.

Krl had recently gone to see Doctor Mackie (he wasn't in so she had to settle for his associate). I was surprised but she weighed in at a hefty 96 pounds. (I think she might have had rocks in her pockets). The doctor told her she had double ear infections which was affecting her general health. Of course she was thin before this came along. She was given three shots and a prescription for an antibiotic that really has some raunchy side effects. About a week or so after this doctor visit she was wondering what happened to her doctor of twenty years who had retired in 1999. She was checking to see if he still lived in Abilene when she discovered not only did he still live in Abilene, he had just come out of retirement and opened a new practice. She called and in just a few days she was sitting in his office. He has made some changes in some of her meds, adding some, deleting others. He told Krl that it was of utmost importance to build her up because she is so frail (he feels she is forty to fifty pounds under weight for her five foot seven inch height). Currently she is having a hard time adjusting to her new meds. She keeps telling me she just wants to feel good again.

I was surprised that she held up to helping with the yard.

As for me, my shoulders, knees and back are telling me it has been too long. As I age I am questioning the wisdom of foregoing shoulder surgery while in college.

I have got to get my game face on. It is time to get motivated about the seasonal work.

I had a call yesterday from Suzanne. She has been doing some negotiations for me. Scary part is, everytime she calls it usually costs me money. Yesterday was no different although it was cheaper $21.22. She tells me that with the money and completing one more form we could have our long awaited response by the end of the month. I am somewhat unsettled that she refuses to express an opinion in this matter. I am preparing a letter to her firm when this is all behind us telling them about our association from my perspective.

"If you risk nothing, then you risk everything." --actress Geena Davis

"I'm not an optimist. I'm a prisoner of hope." --Archbishop Desmond Tutu

"FATHER, my hope is built on nothing less than JESUS." --d lee