random thoughts – Day 1,146 – (Sunday) – fresh air

The weather was beautiful again today with sunshine and temperatures in the 70s. Windows were opened. Things were accomplished, some as a benefit to dealing with other issues. Finnish verbs were conjugated for class on Monday and Duolingo lessons were done in Finnish and French. It’s amazing how much high school French is coming back while doing the Duo lessons.

For most of the past week, there has been an annoying pain in one leg. It started as an outer leg pain from knee to ankle when walking. Throughout the week, different shoes were worn, but that didn’t seem to make a difference. While sitting, which unfortunately happens for most of the week, there is a throbbing pain down the back of the thigh. Stretching helps, but only while doing the stretch, and unfortunately, it isn’t practical to be in a stretch position all day.

Winston checks the
 mowing progress.

To keep the mind off the leg discomfort, weeds were pulled and the yard was de-pooped. The lawn mower was hauled out and the back yard mowed. I tried to spare the dandelion blooms for the bees, but it was impossible. Some of the faux grass was tall and dense, but the mower handled it. Winston served as job supervisor, making sure the job was completed. 

The walking part still hurt, but there was at least something else to focus on, which included itchy eyes, sneezing, and a runny nose. I like being outdoors, but it often comes with a punishment. Allergy pills need to be restocked. Oy.

Another dead hatchling was found yesterday, this time in the back yard. It was  larger than the first four and had a line of tiny feather sprouts on its back. Luckily, no more corpses were found while working in the yard today. It’s getting really creepy.

The rubber tread mats were taken off the front steps and the outdoor rug was laid on the side deck. Chairs were hauled from the shed. The table top was rolled across the freshly cut yard and set on the base. The furniture was arranged on the deck. Trash was bagged and the bin set at the curb.

Winston engaged in his inside/outside/lounge on the couch routine. He’s been walking into walls and furniture a lot more lately. My whistling has improved greatly in the past year from trying to guide him with sound towards the front doorway or the backyard gate. Usually, it’s five quick, short whistle blasts. I don’t know why it’s five, but it’s probably because I don’t have the lung capacity for more. It’s also a mystery why I count them, but it’s probably related to counting steps when walking and items going into the washer.

It felt good to be outside in the sun, and even better, to accomplish something. And it's going to feel good to go to bed.