I know it’s been awhile. And I’m sorry. Trying to do everything alone is difficult at best. Impossible at worst. Only after I lost you did I really discover all you did to help us make a life. I’m constantly busy with maintenance around the house. My big concern right now is that back window sash. Sheesh. One thing after another. I trimmed up 5 trees on Saturday. It will be much easier to mow without getting an eye poked out from low hanging branches.
I love you.
And I miss you.
Hopefully the house is coming along. All but one bedroom upstairs is done. Downstairs the new carpet looks awesome. The new doors are wonderful and I LOVE it. Soon the last window will be replaced. The kitchen one. The one I can barely open and has that ratty screen YET. I can’t wait.
Yesterday I wished I had a screen door on our front door. SUCH a wonderful breeze coming thru there.
I have a fun brace on my right wrist, carpal tunnel is rearing its ugly head. I have to wear it for another week or so but I don’t think it’s helping. I’ll end up having to have that damn surgery and I don’t really want to. The pain is just making it almost unbearable.
So … I’ve met someone. I gave up looking and ….. of course. You and I met him years ago at a car show in G’ville. When I see his Cougar, I’m hoping to remember but you know us, we meet SO many car people, I remember the car, not necessarily the people. Jason remembers me tho. And knew exactly who you are. He thinks you were a great guy. I had to heartily agree.
He’s sporting a wonderful boot on his left leg right now. He had a tire blow up on him. 10 or 15 seconds later, and the damn thing would have blown up in his face, killing him. Scary to think about. Because I like this guy. A real gentleman compared to that last asshat. Makes me leery and I’m taking this very slow. I don’t like meeting new men. I can’t have you back. So I just want a companion and someone to do things with. He’s a goof and gets my jokes. (Unlike Gary where everything went over his head.) He makes me laugh and smile. We have a great time when we go out. Stella and Louie love him which is a plus.
Speaking of Stella, puppies are due next week. 4 of them are spoken for. If there’s a long hair? I may keep it. Chiweenie/Yorkie. Yorkchiwes. Yorweechis. I haven’t come up with a good combo name for them yet. LOL I know you probably wouldn’t like Stella or Louie but they keep my laughing. And on days I’m missing you the worst? They seem to know it and be extra funny. Louie is very in tune with me. He is my protector. Silly 9# dog thinks he’s 10′ tall and bulletproof. I miss our Jegs something awful. But he was in such pain. It was time.
I’m watching Mom & Dad slow down. A lot. My heart hurts knowing that they are not immortal. And yet I know they’ll be with you waiting for when I get there. I hope you hugged Lori for me. I miss her like I miss you. Every day. And it’s still knocking me to my knees. I just can’t accept her being gone. It’s not right.
Jason wants to go away for a weekend. That would be fine by me. To just not think about things for a few days can renew my soul.
I Miss you. More than words can say. Happy birthday in Heaven hon. Wednesday you would have been 64. Far too young, my love. Far too young.
Always and forever,