Slept in just a wee bit longer this morning after a semi-disturbing night of whacked out dreams, but woke up feeling none the worse for wear. Dear old Dad always said that any day your feet hit the floor was gonna be a good day. Statement gets truer everyday. My bride was fairly close behind me, which distresses me ever so slightly…… That woman can knock out 10-12 hours of sleeping without even trying, so when she is up early, I worry. She made us a tasty breakfast of pancakes. I convinced myself to get up and go out and work on the truck a little bit….. which turned into a lot. It’s in the middle of Summer here now and starting to get toasty. Even in the shade with that awesome tradewind blowin’… I still managed to soak the shirt I was wearing. Being caked with Bondo dust doesn’t help the situation. About the time I was getting into the groove of laying on more Bondo – a familiar blue pickup came rolling up the alley. Jim & Deb from Blues~! They were out on our end of the island and decided to stop in. What a great surprise~! Jim being one of my best friends here on the island. I have been making an effort to get to Blues a little more frequently, but it’s always nice to get to spend some time with him, when ever and where ever that may be. They stayed and chatted for about two beers, before loading up and heading back out. I went back to work on the truck, but had pretty much lost my momentum about half way through the first beer….. so I cleaned up everything and came in. I’ve had my shower and sitting here typing while my Queen has some left overs for dinner. I don’t have an appetite for anything we have here in the house. I would like to see if I have the grit to go without eating anything until breakfast, but so far I stink at that. One of the very few things I have not been able to do yet when I put my mind to it (be hungry). My rational brain says that is not the way to lose weight, but my rational brain ain’t haulin’ around an extra 30 something Lbs. [well- I guess it kinda is, but you get where I’m going with this] I got to get rid of this gut….. one way or the other. No diving again tomorrow…. so will probably work on the truck a little bit more. My Bride has doctors appointments tomorrow, (routine kind of things) so I might try and get some bottle-assing done while she gone as well~~~ I have a CRABBS dive club meeting tomorrow night and I get to turn in all of my stuff as I finally relinquished my spot on the board….then…. I get to sit and listen to the meeting and eat good. hot. pepperoni pizza and drink beer [so much for that not eating in the evening thing huh?] and not ‘run’ the meeting~! YAY~!
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