Recovery
This was a low key weekend for me.
The previous ten days were exhausting, after getting back from a short vacation I had a week and a half of nearly non-stop work, including long hours on the weekend and one all-nighter.
To recover, I didn’t do anything this weekend that required much thinking. On Saturday after dropping my wife off at Union Station for her train ride, I went home and sat down for a while. I woke up a few hours later when the phone rang and she let me know she had arrived safely.
Little Sam then crawled up into my lap and zonked out for while. I watched the US Open on TV, probably the first time in my life I’ve watched golf. My step-father really enjoyed golf and I was reminded of the time he took me around his golf course and answered my many questions, in a way it seemed like we were watching it together. Tiger was playing hurt but also playing out of his mind and I have to say I quite enjoyed it.
I eventually dislodged my little kitten so I could have an early dinner and then work in the yard for a while. Today was equally ambitious, more yardwork and more golf on TV, and then I let the little ones outside.
Emma and Scout are similar in that they don’t like lots of noise and didn’t want to stay out long, while Sam is like Templeton in that he just loves being out there. It’s impossible not to think of our departed gray cat while I’m out there with the other cats, but it was comforting seeing our little orange kitten having so much fun, he even rolls around on the concrete like Templeton used to.
Sam is starting to learn the rules of Outside Time, he actually came running to the door when I clapped my hands and he realized it was time to go in. He didn’t try any escape attempts so I felt comfortable enough to grab the camera and take some pictures. He likes to crouch down and chase the other cats — another of Templeton’s traits — so I wanted to capture the little hunter. I leaned over to put the camera just above the grass to give the feel of a lion in Africa peeking out from the tall savannah grass.
I was going to mow the yard late in the day but things had quieted down and Emma wanted to come back out so I let the two of them play instead. I eventually brought them inside so I could have some dinner and watch the end of the basketball game.
A perfectly relaxing weekend, but it’s going to be hard to get up to go to work tomorrow.
Cough cough. Whoa, is that botulism coming on? Perhaps I’d better call in sick …
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