I don’t know. This morning I either saw a ghost cat, yet one more cat among the many, or Mustard, the cat that has been missing for weeks, was in my back yard this morning. I really doubt that it was Mustard, or the ghost of Mustard, but it really did look like him. It would be great if he were back though. I know my dad would be over the moon. His dog would be happy also because mom tells me that Bandit looks for Mustard all the time. One thing is for sure, if there is any confusion among us humans, that dog will know whether it is the real Mustard or an imposter.
I’ve already written about mine and Bella’s visit to the mountain today in Butterfly Ballet. So I won’t rehash that.
After we got back, I did get other stuff done. Boring stuff like laundry. But, if one wants clean clothing to wear, one must do boring stuff like laundry. Another good thing about today was that stimulus check showed up. Now I can pay at least part of my taxes.
Being a breast cancer survivor, I have participated in Relay for Life for years. Last year was a non year we all know that, nothing happened. this year they are trying again and have a date set finally. So, even though I hadn’t planned on doing it, I did sign up for this year in memory of my brother who we lost to Leukemia. I miss him.
We not only lost Michael, my grandmother died from a brain tumor, two uncles and two aunts to cancer of various forms. I can’t tell you how many friends I have lost to cancer, or who are cancer survivors. It is a horrible disease.
The very first Relay event I attended, they were still going all night. Long about 2 or 3 A.M. walking alone around that track, felt so very odd. So quiet but for a night bird calling. The air was cool, but not cold. I remember that night vividly.I recall the events that followed. The challenge of getting everything together. The challenge of weather. I have been so cold I could barely stand it. I have gotten badly sunburned and had storms blow in and destroy our tents. It took a virus to put a full stop on the event, for last year. I’m hoping that this year will happen. Especially since the date scheduled, is my brother’s birthday.
Today was day four with no hard candy, actually, no candy at all. I’m doing well considering that for a while there it was a constant, me having a piece of hard candy in my mouth. But when I went through a ten dollar bag of candy in a few days, that’s too much. Time to stop that mess.
I have a goal of ten thousand steps a day. When we go to the mountain it is much easier to reach. In fact right now my fitness band reads 11006. I hadn’t reached my goal hiking, so after we got home, I went out and walked in circles in the yard until I reached the ten thousand. Since it was early, obviously I have gone further. I hope to get in better shape, have more energy, gain strength in my legs so they don’t scream at me just because I added a pound or two to the weight I was carrying.
Today was a good day. The weather prefect, friendly folks on the mountain, and a check in the mail. I’ll take it.
Words from The Dirt Road 