I slept in this morning. Until about 8:30. I think I’ll sleep in tomorrow, too. It’s supposed to rain tomorrow, so I’m not planning on hiking. Maybe I’ll drive out to Hells Canyon and scout trails. Maybe not.
I went for a walk this morning. My neighbors had invited me a couple times to walk around their property, and I finally did it this morning. It was a good hill and a bit over half a mile to do the loop from their driveway to the road. I don’t know if I’d do it in the dark, but it’s a good addition to a day time walk.
Then I exercised, and then showered, and by then it was 10:30 so I decided I’d just wait to eat until noon and have a limited eating window day. I’d planned to do that Sunday, but I figured I was almost there so I might as well just do it.
After lunch, I rode my trike down to the craft fair. On the way, I saw that some folks I knew were having a yard sale, and I decided to stop on my way back. At the craft fair, I chatted with several neighbors. I bought hot chocolate mix, a calendar, and a slice of blackberry pie. A good haul.
When I stopped at the yard sale, I learned that these neighbors are moving. Not right now, but in the next few months. That’s kind of sad, because I like them and haven’t really gotten a chance to get to know them as much as I’d like. Maybe I’ll visit them in California some day. I was about to leave when I realized that some other neighbors had stopped by and I got to meet the husband of one of the women I did choir with last year.
I cried on the ride home because I miss Ambrose so damn much. I’m lonely for him. I can’t imagine sharing my life with anyone else, and it’s hard to be alone. I just want him to be here with me. Taking care of me, and letting me take care of him. I’m just moving through the days and weeks and I don’t know what I’m doing without him in my life. He should have lived longer. He should still be with me.
I should practice music for choir tomorrow. The flute piece as well as the singing. There are very few rehearsals left before the performance, and I’m not quite one hundred percent on the memorized songs. I’m getting closer though, feeling pretty good on them. And it’s easier to remember them when I’m watching the director give cues.
I bought a weighted blanket a while ago, and I haven’t tried to sleep under it yet. I’m going to try it tonight. One of my favorite blankets is this woven one from Peru. It doesn’t look heavy; it seems quite thin, but it has weight to it, and I’ve always loved sleeping with it. Maybe I should bring that one out, now that Ambrose isn’t here to complain that it’s too hot to sleep under.
