Rusty's Armory

Wednesday – Day Three

Posted on July 28, 2021

I was thinking this morning while chomping on my Mini Shredded Wheats of what I wanted to do with this blog/journal/obsessive navel gazing, and where I wanted to go with it.  It always reverts to the same banality.  But then, maybe I just don’t really want to be deep at this stage of life.  Chronicling the mundane appears to be my forte.

And truthfully, the days do seem to slip by me unnoticed. Perhaps that is why I try to capture vignettes of the passing landscape. My life seems to be hurrying to a destination and has grown weary of the traveling. My mind, however, wants to enjoy the trip and isn’t so crazy about the destination. Not that I fear it, if it arrives while my mind is clear.

I am close to swearing off politics again. Even God seems to reach a point where he just lets people do what they are going to do. While I daily encourage God to keep a hand in things, he has grown silent. God often uses the similarity of a father when illustrating his nature, and I do remember what life was like when he grew silent.  It is not a good sign.  Unhappy things are soon to follow

Bruce and Amber have taken on some of the responsibility for the upkeep of the house and yard.  He has been running over the tall grass with The Beast, my aging Sears mower.  He seems to be ok with it, and it doesn’t require a lot of physical strength to run it but does take a bit of stamina because it has no springs, and the yard is so big.

Two of my sisters are visiting next month, and some friends from Ohio will be spending some time with us as well.  It is good to touch bases with family from time to time.  Snooks has started preparing the house.

The eyes are progressing nicely, and the follow up is this week.  It is good to see again.  I need to get Blue Bucephalus, my aging Dodge mommy van, up and running again.  I am looking forward to driving, but I think I will move back into it with measured caution.  I am writing now without glasses, though things are a bit sharper with them I can see whole sentences at one glance.  I haven’t started reading yet, but that is on the agenda.

So the ending of July is near, and August brings its promise.  As I approach my daily goal of 500 words or so, I catch myself wanting to write a  more detailed post, but the journal law proscribes the length.  Mercifully for you!

Good morning!