After my pity party the other day, I have had some friends who live north offer me a place to stay during the hurricane. It really touched me that they reached out, and it made me feel regretful that I complained about being alone. I am alone, as far as family is concerned, but I do have a network of friends that has been in existence for a long time – some for as long as 55 years. I promise to remember that next time I start feeling blue.
Now that the excitement/anticipation of a hurricane is over for our area, I find that I need something else productive to do. I think this lack of productivity is the reason for my “down” feelings, lately, I do not want to sit and listen to my arteries hardening. And I will not give up doing things because of my age. I might find some way to raise a little hell to get my blood boiling.
I did ask some friends recently if they knew any practicing witches. (I have a neighbor who needs a hex placed on some of his private property, which is causing me grief.) I do not intend to make an evil request, just a little something that will aggravate for a while.
Well, back to work or "play" as it seems to be these days.