Daily Success October 31
Daily Success October 31 managed the bottom rung of “Okay.” My distance on the bike was marginal at best, but I did finish my Leg Strength and Core Strength exercises, albeit a bit late. Add in a Daily Success post (ok, I’m bragging about the one yesterday), the Internet Monster under control, and all was well.
No time was spent on the porch (rain) and I finally hit “send” on the email to Sam saying “Ok, you say you did this, show me your work.” Bottom line on that is I believe he’s so far in denial that he believes he had a real staffing plan aligned with the work to be done. He may have, but I don’t believe it and I’m unwilling to make his problem my problem anymore.
Better nothing than more of the same from him.
Today
Sometime early this evening, we’re headed to Rob’s house for his annual inflation of his 20-foot-tall gorilla and fending off an incredible crowd of children by bribing them with CANDY! Halloween is, as he has phrased it, Rob’s Christmas. The place will be alive with neighbors as well with food, drink, probably a fire pit. Halloween is another of the annual events here in Kentlands that scream “just leave the car, driving in, out, or through the neighborhood is not realistic.”
I’m not exactly sure what the plan is for today. I’ll check the weather for finishing the painting; I think that will happen. I must do all my exercises early because of the event at Rob’s and a series of things tomorrow starting with more PT from Monika. My back does not appear to be responding thus far.
The Future
The future is still all in doubt. Especially so because my back is acting up a bit today. And that’s “acting up” with nothing to irritate it on my part.
An email from American Pilgrims advertising Camino stickers with the numbers 100, 500, and 790 did not help my spirit. I know where the 100 comes from. The 500 and 790 are probably tied to the Francés. I did 880 on the del Norte and those numbers make me feel left out. My spirit is too delicate today, almost certainly because of the back.
Yes, I deserve what it’s doing to me because of how I’ve treated it over the decades. Knowing that and accepting it do no make the penalty seem any lighter.