There are more than a few daily entries which i don’t recall writing, nor do I remember what is contained within them several weeks or months later. It’s a real trip to get notified of a new like for something that doesn’t ring a bell. Then I go back and read it and I’m like, yeah – I totally wrote that, I drips of me. Reeks of my sensibilities. I might write on the daily, but it sure isn’t about quality at this point. More to the point, it’s just about the act of doing. I’m so close to 200 days now. I can just about taste it.
Had a great day with my youngest’s birthday party. Spent four hours in the pool, and my skin is shouting its obscenities at me now. I didn’t know it would go on for four hours of the mid day high uv sun, but it did. It was a blast. Then tonight I had a drink round my friends house, chatting on the porch. Got three healthy Rye’s in and now I’m watching The Watchmen, in an attempt to not get the spins when I flop into bed. I also napped for an hour or so today, due to all of the sun exposure and I’m not as tired as I would be otherwise. Could be worse. The aloe came to my rescue. I’m not lobster red, but I feel it, even after several cool water plunges to take the worst of the radiant heat out of my back & shoulders. Kids all had fun, and no one got hurt. A win all around. I’ll take it.
My wedding anniversary is coming up asap. We hope to have a lunch or dinner together to celebrate. Been a few years since we’ve had a childless date. I think we saw Jerry Seinfeld in Oshawa a few years ago. That was a fun evening, no bad seats in such a small venue. Oh, pre Covid times, how I miss you so.
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