I also did physical rehab yesterday morning. That was probably why I was so worn out by the simple task of driving around our lovely, small little town and paying for things and picking up things. I was exhausted from PT.
I cheated. The lady who was monitoring my work turned away to see after one of her other clients and I picked up the two-pound barbell instead of the one-pound. Two pounds! I’m getting ripped!
Hey, the surgeon says I am not to pick up anything heavier than a drink while my shoulder is recovering. A two-pound barbell is a big deal. Wears you right out.
Not really.
We had our weekly breakfast this morning at the Barbecue House:
This is a big deal. The guy on the left is perhaps the best short order cook in town. Everything runs more smoothly when he’s there. The blur of motion is the guy that puts together the last touches of your plate. The lady in the back … she does a bit of everything. Our ticket is the farthest to the right, and the farthest away from being made.
They’ll call our name and I’ll go get our two plates and ask for an extra fork, because we sensibly split the hash browns. The drink refills are right there for you, in the bottom right corner of this shot. In the background you can see an Alabama quarterback getting sacked. Next to that is a bucket that has clearly been beaten half to death. I’m intrigued by it. What do they do with that bucket?
I’ll ask one day, when they’re having a slow morning.
Today was Black Cat Appreciation Day. Apparently. We didn’t know such a thing existed until someone mentioned it on Facebook. Maybe that is the point of Facebook, feeling better about yourself compared to the lot in life of people that didn’t like you in high school AND made up days.
I spent a while trying to take a nice picture of her, but she was having none of it. She did not appreciate that there was no tuna for her. And she knows Catember is coming up, so she did not appreciate the attention today. She’s trying to avoid the camera as long as possible, I’m sure of it.
And that’s pretty much the day. It was designed to be a day of sitting and rest and not hurting myself. I finally did this right for a change.
