Jeepers Creepers where'd ya get those peepers... August 12, 2022
Friday... The weekend doesn't really mean much anymore except that I don't have to pretend to work all day. For the most part, I don't do very much. I suppose I am comparing my current work to my old work which really isn't fair to be honest. My old work was global and non-stop. There was always something critical on the table. That is not the case with the new job.
Tiffany and I played mini-golf VR yesterday, it was the first time in a while and it was nice to do something other than watch TV. I don't have a lot of energy in the evening and my insides generally aren't too happy by the end of the day, but getting up and moving around is nice. As much as I would like to watch some new movies out on the deck tonight, I suspect I won't have the energy for that setup, but if I do I might rearrange things so we can sit on the couch and enjoy the gas fireplace while watching the movie - we'll see, maybe Saturday.
I stopped doing research on my surgery as it was depressing me. I am not happy that I have to do this, but I really don't have a choice. I mean I do, but the choice is a faster death from cancer. Not the choice I want. I already have a decent case of neuropathy in my hands and my insides are a wreck, I couldn't imagine what on-going chemo will do to me. As it is, I am sure I will need to get right back at it after surgery.
Well, time to go get gas for the mowers!
I love you all!
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