Weird, weird day. Last day in KY for a couple of weeks, so there’s the usual cleaning up before travel. A cool hard rain this morning, then a teasingly nice afternoon. Much warmer, with occasional sunshine. I desperately want to be out on the golf course, but it’s too wet. Hitting balls on muddy turf is no fun, no matter how much you want it to be.
Muddy turf is a problem at the house, too. Louisville Water company is busy tearing our street to bits, and has parked lots of heavy machinery, pipe and gravel on our street, right in front of the house. So I’m parking in the front yard, and now with the heavy rain, I’m ruining the lawn. Tire ruts on a previously pristine yard. Grrrr. That’s one of the big misses on this house – no driveway, no garage.
So on a can’t-do-much-outside day I’m organizing and cleaning shit around here to an OCD-worthy level. This must be a side effect of being truly retired. Before I could do a task half-assed and give myself the excuse that I don’t have the time to really do it right. And I didn’t in those days. Now…I have all the time in the world so, instead of just vacuuming the floors, I vacuum, then mop (Swiffer), then take wet paper towels and go around and look for imperfections. Then clean the tops of the baseboards – where did all that fucking dust come from? I suppose I’m available to hire for housecleaning, but my rates are way too high. Laundry, floors, doing dishes, making beds (well, bed), organizing the random shit sitting around on flat surfaces, storing the last of the Christmas decorations, making sure books are stacked 100% evenly with edges just so…it’s a bit much.
After cleaning I’m trying to relax by listening to random songs on the stereo (whatever the fucking Apple Music algorithm selects for me), reading a book that’s not as good as expected and sipping some 12-year Old Forrester – simultaneously. Multitasking. It’s mostly working, but I’d rather be walking the course and whacking balls. You can’t always get what you want, but it’s hard to know what you (I) need.
Tonight the Cats play Texas A&M and I plan to watch it over at brother Mark’s place – that should help shake me out of the deeply introspective place I’m in. There’s a rumor that JQ will play – that would be cool. No matter, just want them to win so that the FL game Saturday is mostly irrelevant. FL is a beast – you don’t want to need to beat them.
Then off to the Left Coast at O-dark-30 Wednesday. Adios.