So, we've reached the middle of the week. The heat and humidity are moving east. Forecasters are saying to today's high temp might hit 79 (F), not that the past few days have been torrid, really, it's just been heavily humid. The central air is on, though it seems to rarely run.
One of the things that's changed since Biggie died is that Lily rarely gets what I used to call her nervous belly. At least once every two weeks she's stop eating and you could hear her belly making growling noises. Sometimes she'd throw up clear liquid. That has all changed, so evidently Biggie must have gotten on her nerves a lot. Of course, she's also getting spoiled rotten. It turns out she like to eat bananas, so every morning when I'm making my breakfast she get a couple slices of banana.
Tammy from across the street stopped me yesterday when I was coming back from my Giant Supermarket to ask me about the neighbor on my right. She told me he was diabetic and that last week an ambulance came, and then she asked if I knew anything. Gee, I didn't even know he was diabetic. He and I will talk on occasion, but that's about it. I just can't be bothered to monitor the activities of everyone who lives on my street.
The lung screening survey turned out to be a bust. I stopped smoking too many years ago and the possiblity of anything going wrong with my lungs is unlikely.
Some may find this odd but I bought myself a white board to track my exercise / workout routines and hung it on the wall of the computer / cycling / weight training room. I don't know yet if it will inspire me to be more physically active or not. Honestly, I think I'm fairly active already. But being more so can only help.
