I was rather busy today, so had less time to work on a book, read websites, or write. I had to decide which would be worse: no blog entry or a bunch of irrelevant garbage. After a moment’s reflection, I decided that I should knock off a few words before bed, so as not to disappoint my avid readers around the world.
I have nothing to rant about, besides US politics, but do not want to even think about that. It is difficult enough to avoid even headlines. Fortunately, many demands on my time kept me away from computers, newspapers, and television.
The day started with work in the garden. This was necessary, because I wanted to fill up the “bio” garbage container. It will be empty tomorrow (if the workers do not strike) and it is such a waste of money to have a partially filled container. We do not produce enough waste in the kitchen, so I like to fill it will garden waste. In the winter, that means scrounging under the trees for old leaves. Needless to say, the container is full.
Next task was to accompany Number One Son to buy new furniture for his terrace. Last year, we were late and all the good stuff was sold out. This year, there is enough selection, but the prices are a bit steep. We found one good deal, but it will not be available for another week. Believe it or not, the sales guy told us about this and suggested that we wait. It is rather strange to find someone interested in the best deal for the customer and not his employers margin.
After that, I came home to assist my grandchild’s grandmother in caring for him. Being a mere two and one half months, he is totally worthless. He can do little more than lie or cry. There are few alternative positions or sounds. Today, he was testing his lungs and would not listen to reason. See, worthless.
Finally, I decided to be sociable and sit with above-mentioned grandmother to watch television. We watched a fair Jennifer Anniston movie (Just Go With It) and an excellent BBC charity dance show.
At that point, I realized my neglect of this valuable communication vehicle and postponed a well-deserved rest. Are you not pleased that I did?
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.