January 4, 2019
Good morning. Tis a pretty, sunny winter day here in New England. Temps are in the mid thirties (37F) and heading for the mid forties. If I can muster up the energy, I'll go out today to do a few errands. If not, well, we'll see.
I got up early this morning, around 5 a.m. and paid a few bills. I made myself a cup of coffee, but never got to drink it. Instead, I fell back to sleep for a few hours. I'm up now, but I'm tired. That extra sleep took all my energy with it.
It's amazing how my mind and my body just don't ever seem to be on the same track anymore. I used to be busy all the time. Nowadays, I can sit and think about all the things I'd like do, and while I'm thinking my body gets tired out. Thinking seems to use up a lot of energy. Really? How can this be? I guess it's all just a part of the "golden years" charm.
Pogo got a post card in the mail from his doctor, telling him that it's time to make his check up appointment. We need to make sure his shots are up to date and then we can get his new "okay to travel" letter for the plane ride to Florida. So, I guess we'll call this afternoon to make his appointment.
I don't know if I need a new letter from my doctor about having my portable oxygen with me on the plane. I'll have to call to see how often I have to do this . I still have my letter from last year. You would think that one letter would suffice, but in today's world, one never knows.
Here's another really neat tee shirt that I found in one of my catalogues. This one's message is oh so true. You're never alone when you have a pet.
I found a cute joke on the web to share with you. Hope this one gives you a few giggles.
Now I need to start working on my new blog book. My coupon is only good for a few more days. On that happy note, I'll take my leave. So, till Sunday, Y'all have a fantabulous weekend.
Hugs, Edna B.