Weekend is Over

Monday came much too quickly.

We had a great time at Barbara & Gary’s Saturday afternoon. The men get along well and of course Barbara and I are long-time friends. Since Ron and I don’t BBQ – we don’t even own a grill – it’s always a treat to have dinner at someone who does. Gary BBQ’d steaks and Barbara had made food accompanying the steak. I brought desserts. Brownies are always good – difficult to mess them up – and my homemade cheesecake was very good also. We stayed late, getting home about 9:30.

Sunday we slept in, me later than Ron. I didn’t get up Sunday until 10 AM. It was lovely. About the only thing I did Sunday was wash my car. Sunday evening we went to Elsie’s for supper.

Just about all day Sunday I was in a quiet, withdrawn mood. If I could have spent the day alone, it would have suited me. Being alone almost never happens so I just withdraw more. Ron gets confused I know. Oh well. It’s one of the way I cope, when coping is necessary, with living in Greenville without any people in my life who are like me. Sometimes it is glaringly apparent to me how much I accommodate myself to Ron’s life. I swore a few years ago that I’d never do that for a man. Thankfully my feeling of “I want out!!” occurs very seldom, but when they do, I take care of them and me by doing what heals.

Today I started cleaning Ron’s clock room. It is a mess. As much of a mess as the computer room was when I first came down here. Unlike the computer room, though, it will never be entirely free of stuff until either Ron’s gone or I’m gone. Nonetheless, there is now a path one can walk through without tripping or stepping over things, and I’ve got quite a few items to go into Elsie’s garage sale coming up this weekend. Ron bundled up dozens and dozens of old magazines to take to recycling.

One of the hottest, if not the hottest, days of the year and I’m roasting a chicken in the oven. Ron says we gotta eat, and he does like real meals. It smells good. Hope Ron, whose over in the cemetery doing cemetery work, is back in time for dinner.

Today’s weather – HOT HOT HOT. It’s July, and the weather is what it’s supposed to be.

Life changes – Ron’s life has changed 180 degrees since marrying me, and with the sorting and cleaning of his clock room, it’s going to change more.