Thinking Out Loud

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It's been quiet.

Just me and the purr and fur gang and my thoughts.

The weather has been entertaining to say the least.

Wind, yucky stuff from the trees everywhere.

Hail storms that freeze and look like it snowed in April.

Sun that decides to shine at all of us.

Big smile from me and the purr and fur gang for that.

Birds that wake me up later than the gang would like.

Jodie Belle likes to get me up early early early.

Think Collie nose checking to see if I am a wake.

She's a silly little girl.

 

Since I am feeling a bit better,

I now have time to figure out what's next.

I have two months before I have to go back

to my favorite hospital for tests and results.

 

I look around this old house and I see a million things

that need to be cleaned or thrown away or just done.

 

My two kids are coming home soon from college.

I've been cleaning up a bit due to their arrival.

 

I've been thinking about my life.

What to do and not and that kind of thing.

 

In a purrfect world, I'd never get sick again.

Would be able to walk and hike without pain.

Oh, that's a big dream right there.

Not going to happen but I can still put it on the list.

 

In a purrfect world, I'd be happy.

I'm not really.

I think the six weeks of recovery and the months before

did me in emotionally and physically of course.

I'm tired and don't know what I want to do.

 

I'd love to go to the Ocean for a bit

but who who take care of the purr and fur gang.

Maybe those kids that are coming home.

That's my thought.

I'll take my time driving there.

It's about four hours away.

That's one thought.

 

Only when I get done, I have to come back

and that's where I need to work on the

being happy part.

 

Like I said, it's a mental thing.

Got to work on it.

Improving myself.

Hard to believe that at my age,

I'm not thrilled with who I am.

 

I wish I were a member of the purr gang.

They seem happy most of the time

except when Riley is chasing

 Meredith Ann and Jasmine.

Then there's a lot of screaming going on.

 

I'm good at yelling.

See, I could be a cat.

Siamese or Torie, please.

 

Just thinking out loud over here in the woods.

~ JC ~