Boredom or Leisure?

I sat down to rest for the first time today after working for six hours. I got up, let the dogs out, fed them, expressed Iris's bladder, cleaned up after them, cleaned the kitchen, cleaned up after accidents they made again, sorted laundry, stripped the bed, made spaghetti etc. I think there is a discrepancy in time here because Michael and I can clean MARIS pretty thoroughly in one hour. What was I doing all this time? How could it go from 8:30 a.m. to 3:30 p.m. and I still could not get around to showering? Yes, I did a lot of things but none of these things take all that long. It should have taken about two hours, my logical mind says.

By now, we were at the fulcrum in the day, where you have less than half the day of daylight remaining. We then faced the decision of whether to make the three and a half hour round trip drive to the nearest healthy grocery store so that we could stock up on organic food that Michael can eat. His cancer dictates that we not put carcinogens INTO his body. The area we are in is remote and the grocery stores around here are small, with little selection. Organic foods just aren't available around here. Around here, the people probably think the word "organic" probably means "it" is full of organs.

On deciding not to make the drive today, we then had to answer the question; what DO we do today? My thought was that I wanted to take the bikes and head down the highway a few miles, checking out a lighthouse along the way. I don't know what it is about lighthouses and hot air balloons but I'm drawn to them like a moth to the flame. I don't just think they're cool, I feel some sort of deep emotional longing when I'm around them. In a previous life, I must have been a lighthouse keeper who flew hot air balloons. I know, I am weird. In the shower, I made it definite. I wanted to bike today. In response and almost immediately, it began to rain. Not just a light rain, either. It was just hard enough to throw biking off the table.

So here we are. I'm caught up on work, I'm updating the blog and have resolved not to do any more work today except for making the bed and when I do, I'm absolutely going to drag Michael along so he can help. Here is what RVing looks like on the realistic side. Any activities outside are out due to the rain. We can look out the window and see the ocean. We can even hear the breakers crashing on the shore. Roxy wants Michael to throw the ball so he has to throw it upward because we don't want to break things by throwing it out and away. That would make our day way more exciting than we have the stomach for today. <grin> It's still rainy and we've seen about all the news we can tolerate on TV. I'm thinking it's time to take my next guitar lesson and then read another chapter in my book.

Sigh. I am just fine with that.