I ended up sleeping until 6 this morning. Not the plan. I didn’t have time to exercise and take a walk, and I ended up doing neither. I did take a shower though, so good on me.
Today has been another hard day of missing Ambrose. Some days are soft, and some days are hard. He’s the one I need to talk to about missing him. And I do talk to him, but I really want to hear him talk back rather than thinking of what I think he would say. I knew him well, but he could still surprise me.
I took the migraine medication once I got out of bed because the headache had not gone away overnight. That did the trick, but in the evening the headache is trying to creep back. It’s minor right now. I’m hoping a good night’s sleep will allow me to let go of what I’m now convinced is a stress induced migraine. Ah, just like my very first one in the 8th grade when I was struggling to complete the confirmation sacrament workbook.
I did take a walk at lunch and have now set a record for longest time without receiving any mail, not even junk mail or mail addressed to Resident or scammers trying to sell me a home warranty. It’s kind of disappointing to walk away empty handed every single day of the week. Maybe I’ll get some tomorrow, but my hopes are not high for that.
I need to be out in nature and alone. If I didn’t have to work, I would have probably spent every day this week hiking. It helps me to feel connected to Ambrose, and just being out there is healing. Add to that the benefits of the exertion and tomorrow’s hike is an absolute must. I can’t wait until Sunday even, I need to get out there as soon as I possibly can.
It was ‘talk about the book you are reading’ time during family zoom. My dad read some passages from a collection of Mike Royko articles. I recorded them because I want to be able to listen to my dad reading to me in the future. I wish I had recordings of Ambrose’s Navy stories.
The goal is to get taxes done this weekend. And start mowing the lawn. Or at least do some prep for that one corner that we removed the rocks from. Those holes need some dirt. Plus shopping, meal prep, probably a trash run, and exercises of course. I am keeping busy on the weekends. Ah, and also house cleaning. Busy, busy, busy.
