tiredI got up this morning around 7:30 AM. I had to sleep down in the lower level because Josie slept next Nonie. Today Emily and Caleb fly home after being in Boston Mass. for a wedding. So I got up and was met by Cora who wanted me to pick her up. So I picked up Cora with my sore arms and sore hands. I do not have the physical strength to hold a 25 lb. baby, sad but true. I am a weak old man who needs to build up his muscles before he is nothing but an old ball of blubber. After holding Cora for awhile I ate breakfast and then wrote in my paper diary (I escape into my study to write down some words.)
After writing in my diary I took Ollie for a walk around our neighborhood (he had already took a shit by our front door). When I got back from taking Ollie for a walk I then drove to a bagel place to get a dozen bagels. When I got home from getting bagels I ate a bagel with cream cheese and then Carol said she wanted Sunday newspapers, so I put my pants back on and drove downtown to Reader's to get a stack of Sunday newspapers. While at Reader's World I looked at books and bought a novel titled, 'Ducks, Newburyport' by Lucy Ellmann.
So the morning has gone by. I am out of focus due to all the chaos around me. Last night I watched a college football game and went down into the lower level to sleep. Before falling asleep I read from a novel titled, 'Time Will Darken It' by William Maxwell. This morning amidst the chaos I looked at a book titled, 'The Bayou Trilogy' by Daniel Woodrell. I started reading the first novel in this trilogy titled, 'Under The Bright Lights'.
Well I will close to feel spaced. All one can do is wait for the bus to come.