20 65% 23% 1mph WNW bar30.04 steep rise windchill 19 Winter
Waxing Gibbous Winter Moon
The truck had to go in today for repairs to its CV boots. Which were leaking. And its sway bar linkage. And some plug somewhere on the differential. But it’s all better now. Carlson Toyota has some more cash.
Kate and I went to the grocery store together for the second time in a month or so. I do the grocery shopping, almost always alone, so it feels strange when we’re there together. OK, but strange. She likes to drive the grocery cart, so my role changes. I know the store better than she does so I go find things while she forages among the vegetables and fruits.
Back home I worked on an article for the Docent Muse, trying with some frustration to find objects with poems translated. I didn’t write down the label copy on Monday when I did my research since I thought I could find it online. Not so easy. There’s plenty of material for another article on poetry.
If we accept prevailing health notions as a secular form of salvation (Latin root word, salve, to heal or make whole), then I’m feeling born again. My weight is down. My exercise schedule continues to work. My eating patterns have become downright healthy. I have interesting intellectual work and creative work. The relationships in my life are at an all time calm. Hallelujah, brothers and sisters!
