I wanted to write about my day which was filled with going to the farm Kateri worked at to pick up two hanging baskets (I was there for almost 2 hours… after having driven past it twice as I contemplated if I was up to visiting the ol’ farm today). Or maybe tell you about how and why I built a shitty little wooden table out of leftover two by fours for in between the two new Adirondack Chairs (there seems to be an excessive amount of 2’s and fours!). Or perhaps jot down about going to the dermatologist… mine and Kateri’s dermatologist… and him taking some of my flesh so that he can send it through the postal service to have someone in Massachusetts look at it… and all of the things that could pop in the head after that experience! (neither Dr. Dan or I are exactly worried about the results… nothing to lose sleep over while waiting… just precautionary). Yup, I was gonna write about those experiences and the significance each of them had on me as I go through this widower process and further into the present… but then I started looking at motorcycles on Craigslist.
Widower Notes n Thoughts:
- I think if one of the goals in my new life is to ride a motorcycle across the country… maybe I should learn how to ride a motorcycle…?… maybe?