It was the last at-home dinner with the OldOld Man before he heads off to Southwest Florida. Now, yes, we’ll be with him for Thanksgiving, but there was still something commemorative about the experience. Anyway, he once again showered mama and I with praise for taking care of him during his recovery from Heart Valve Transplant surgery and, then, his dogbite.
After dinner we gathered around the TV to watch some basketball because my family really can’t function with sports.
“Those 8 weeks, and then those 2 after, I don’t know where I would have been if you weren’t around to drive.”
“Honestly,” I told him, “I don’t know where I was those 10 weeks so I thank you for being there,” alluding to the Summer of 210,000 Words woes.
“I guess we’re both thankful it wasn’t worse,” he John Wayned.
“I guess we’re thankful for each other,” I replied.
“I guess we’re thankful for family,” mother noted.
We nodded to that.
I stole some chocolate from the fridge.
We watched more basketball.
That’s my family.
Now, For a Little City & Colour
As I go back listening to the Ray of Sunshine‘s fav City & Colour‘s first album, Sometimes, so I can review it tomorrow night, I realized that the nightmare I came back home to this Spring was starting to feel like so long ago. Now it takes a hiccup and a second of stress to make it feel like a moment ago, but time marched on. The Wolf thinks it’s because I’m not handling stress well. I think it’s because I’m still healing. But if this year has taught me anything, it’s that only time will tell.
But were it not for this summer, I wouldn’t be listening to so much new music now. I wouldn’t be playing guitar and taking my health seriously. And I wouldn’t have remembered why I got into this business in the first place: To F*****’ Write Books of Blues.
Now I won’t call it a blessing in disguise, but I do know that I was down a rabbit hole and I’m lucky to be out of it. A little guilty, but I’ll only have to deal with the reality once reality decides to come back to the situation. Right now, it’s a little left of normal. And there it will stay until further notice.
And I Am Thankful For My Family & Friends & Family Friends & …
Because without them keeping me moving, it could have been much worse. Much, much worse.
From the friends and family Finn to y’all!
Hold Me Accountable Things I Did Right
Walking – 90, 120 & 75 minutes
Water – 4 glasses a day
Meals – consistent
Hold Me Accountable Things I Did Not As Right
Day 1 – Too many cookies
Day 2 – late night tacos
Day 3 – Too many chocolates
Soda – average 25 ozs.
Iced Tea – 7 of them on day 3.
Sleep – late on day 2 & 3.
Cardio – 0.
It’ll be better come Friday.