The beginning of the beginning of recovery

Sunday was a great worship day.  Our choir sang in front of the church in our robes.  We have been in that situation only 1 other time in the 7 years we have been here.  We were very awkward as a group although we sang well.  There was a Voter’s meeting after the service, but we didn’t stay.  We aren’t sure we are voters anyway.  We came home for lunch and stayed home most of the day.  I watched the Cubs lose in the afternoon.  We invited Gary and Linda to play cards and eat popcorn, but they couldn’t come.  We watched a movie, “Two for the Money” and went to bed.

Monday Marty and I played golf.  We were joined by Pastor Crume.  It was foggy again (this is the Smokey Mountains), and he was confused as to how we could play not knowing the target.  He hasn’t played since he was installed here but did fairly well.  He can hit the ball a fur piece from the tee but has the same trouble we have with his long irons.  He could only play 9 because he had an appointment at 11.  Marty and I continued and got a little better.  We both broke 100 and were happy.  I really wish I could get some consistency but so does 90% of the golfing population.  I also gathered up the bottles and cans around the golf course to recycle them.  I brought them home even though we drive past a collection center on the way home.  Our neighbor, Wanda, sells the cans somewhere, so I wanted to take them to her.  She might need the money since Robert is dying.  She had bought $1200 worth of lumber to build a ramp to get Robert into their very small house.  We napped in the afternoon.  I went to the Rec Center to buy tickets for the bus ride to the Tourists game next Wednesday.  We finished our movie from Sunday in the evening.

Tuesday we went to the Silver Sneakers for the first time in at least 3 weeks.  My muscles certainly felt the absence from working out.  Evelyn is in better shape than I.  We had a few errands in town including finding some Crest cinnamon toothpaste for me.  Some places are discontinuing the sale of this—my favorite toothpaste.  I found some and a great deal on our favorite French vanilla cool whip.  We needed that product because Evelyn had made a rhubarb dish for us and our friends from church, Artie and Anita Wias.  They grow vegetables and willingly share them with us.  We took it to them later in the afternoon.  After coming home in the morning, I restained the entry steps to the house from the carport.  It is now darker and looks quite nice.  It did take all day to dry, so I had to lock the door to prevent either of us from going out on to the sticky steps.  We tried to eat up some of our many leftovers.  During the evening we listened to some powerful rhetoric from some thinking governmental leaders who have the good of the country and individuals.  We will begin praying daily that Christians can ride God’s Word to public office.  God will have our country do what is His good and Holy will.