I got up this morning around 6:15 AM. I immediately got on my street clothes and took our son's dog Ollie for his morning walk. To be honest in my advanced age I am not into walking. I am constantly amazed to see in our neighborhood old people walking around. Why are these old people walking around? They should be resting their worn out souls.
When I got back from walking our son's dog (that we are babysitting till this coming Sunday) I changed my clothes and put on my rags.
Carol made a pot of oatmeal for breakfast. After breakfast Carol read and prayed for our morning devotions. Most mornings I am too beat down to read from a devotional book or lift up my voice in prayer. Usually in the morning I am ready to call in and ask for the day to be canceled.
This morning Carol left to do errands and I wrote in my paper diary and filmed a video Friday Reads Chat.
There is not much else to report so I will close to collapse somewhere dark and filled with divine grace.