I woke up around 4:10 this morning and felt like I couldn’t fall back asleep. I did fall asleep though because I dreamed of Ambrose. Another one of those, he’s not really dead dreams. At least I got to dream of holding him and being held. I basically got up at the alarm and did my exercises. There wasn’t time for a walk.
I think I might add canned chicken to my lunch soup. Some meat texture would be nice, and I think it would also add good flavor. I’m still working out exactly how I want it to taste. I think next time I’ll try kidney beans.
Near the end of my lunch hour, I received a knock at my door, which was startling. It was a guy from the local phone company asking if I would be okay if they ran fiber to my house. I had seen them working on the road when I drove to and from town, so I was half expecting that question. I said yes. It makes sense to me to have that option.
After work, I got right to eating dinner. I had a plan. Eat dinner, put on sunscreen and take 15 minutes to digest, then go outside and mow. I executed it, with the addition of stopping by my new tree to water it. I am pretty sure it grew between lunch and evening. The crown leaves seem to be spreading out, it is so neat.
It was such a relief to mow without once having to worry about the trimmer cords. They just worked. They didn’t fly out, they didn’t snap, they just worked. And they worked hard, because the grasses are growing thick in this lovely spring. I made a start with some of the easier sections.
There’s a storm rolling in. It’s supposed to rain all day tomorrow, so I will likely skip watering my tree. Though I will pay attention to how much it rains. If all we get is a few sprinkles, I’ll still water the tree. I’m really happy to see the leaves spreading out, and I hope it’s a sign that she’s happy to be here. I did take a look outside, and she’s swaying in the wind, but not too far with the stake for bracing.
I cried this morning after my shower. Just out of nowhere, the missing him hit me hard and I let it out. I think sometimes I’m trying too hard to hold the tears back because I need to be present at work, especially during meetings. I might need to do some yelling. Or dancing.
This is the tree at lunch:
This is right after I watered:
After mowing:
Some of what I mowed:
The storm coming in:
