This morning I got up at 6:05 AM. I hardly slept last night. I got up early because I had to take in my van for an oil changed around 7 o'clock AM. I did that and while waiting for the oil to be changed I read 'Between The Woods And The Water On Foot to Constantinople: The Middle Danube to the Iron Gates' by Patrick Leigh Fermor. I was home from getting the van serviced around 8:45 AM. I made for my wife and I pot of oatmeal for breakfast. After breakfast I wrote in my paper diary and then we left to do errands. While out and about Carol and I took a walk at Windmill Island. We had not walked there since Rudy died. Carol and I still miss little Rudy, he was such a sweet little dog.
So the day went by and now it is late afternoon. I am too tired to write more so I will close to drift.
We received hour by hour texts from Beth and Andy, they are almost home to Denver. It is a blessing to have a home to go after being on the road for 16 hours with three small children. I am thankful for our home. I will close. I have been reading once again this afternoon from a book titled, 'Schlesinger: The Imperial Historian' biography by Richard Aldous.