I got up this morning around 6 o'clock AM. I made a pot of coffee and then messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary.
Carol got up around 8:35 AM for the day. I made for us a small pot of oatmeal for breakfast. After breakfast we went grocery shopping and when we got home we put away the stuff. I left to visit a local thrift store and Carol left for a class at the hospital. So has gone by Time. Not much going on in this household today. Carol goes back to work tonight, so she will sleep this afternoon. I plan to sit and wait it out the day. I like sitting doing nothing.
Last night I watched television and read from a novel titled, "Lovers At The Chameleon Club, Paris 1932" by Francine Prose. My wife and I went to bed around 11:15 PM.
music Andy Stott 'Faith In Strangers'
All I have attempted to read today is the novel titled, "Lovers At The Chameleon Club, Paris 1932". I still can't get into reading the Holy Bible or my religious books. I am spaced out these days spiritually speaking. I have read everything there is to read for being a small town Christian intellectual, born on the wrong side of the tracks.
Our son Josiah called last night to wish his mother a Happy Mother's Day. It is a blessing as a father to know our children love their mother. Carol and I are close to our three children/their mates/their children. It is a blessing having a loving family in a world filled with hate/broken families.
Well, I will close to drift through this day. I will try to not fall asleep as I silently float through the day.