It’s 8 a.m. and I’m already feeling a little lost about what to do with the day.

I’ve gone to the gym for the past two days and really didn’t feel like going for a third day in a row. – Doubly so since my feet are still a little sensitive from the ill-fitting shoes I wore a couple of weeks ago. The blisters are gone. But, there are parts on the bottom of my feet that are super sensitive. I’m thinking they’re going to callus over at some point.

Which isn’t good. I don’t like calluses on my feet. But, it could stop the pain.

Okay, since the gym is out (theoretically) I would go biking/walking.
There was a pretty bad storm last night that knocked out the power and my bike just happened to be on the back of the truck. It got a full dose of two hours of near torrential rain. I’m not sure if it is still rideable.

Honestly, I’m guessing that it is. But, I don’t know. I’ll have to test it.

But, with the bike being doused, there’s no reason for me to take it off the truck for anything now. It’s already seen the worse. So, I’ll just carry it around with me all summer.

So… I could do that. I’m just not that motivated to go walking/biking.

I could sleep in a little. But, I’m not tired. Which is really odd.
Usually, if I gave myself permission to sleep in for a couple of hours, I’d be ecstatic. I just can’t go back to sleep no matter how snuggly the covers are this morning.

I could see a movie. There’s one out that I’m curious about. “Men” I think it’s called. The first showtime isn’t until 3 and it is just a little after 8 now. It’s also on the other side of town from the park I usually hang out in. Besides, the theater is close to the gym.

I’m highly conscious of the amount of gas I use. If I was to see the movie, I’d go to the gym first. It could save a couple of dollars. The movie is out, I guess.

I’ve already caught up on my work. Didn’t get to it last night because of the power outage. But, since the class is mostly dead, it was easy to flex a little at around 6am (my usual wake-up time) and — ta da — all done.

Um… mom is going to the store and asked me to go with.
Okay. That works and I should be back in time to walk around the neighborhood or something. I’m kind of a slave to getting in my step count. I firmly believe, for whatever reason, that I need some sort of exercise every day to keep my hip strong.

I’m kind of petrified of that. — Something happening to my hip or back that would put me in a wheelchair or I would need a walker. I would go absolutely bat sh*t crazy if something like that happened. No. Not again.

It’s 8:14 a.m.
Still feeling a bit lost.

But, I think that it’s kind of neat how Jason becomes depressed by what’s happening in the news. Well, not neat, but interesting. I think he personalizes it to an extent. For example, Gates predicted the Monkeypox thing last year. While it is highly suspicious, especially after he predicted Covid a year before it shitted all over the world, there isn’t anything Jason can do about it.

There isn’t anything us plebs can do about anything from on high.

But, every once in a while, Jason takes that and other things… like the WHO ruling the world… pop up and he becomes depressed and anxiety rises up.

Then, it’s like wack-a-mole.
I’m kind of smacking the issues back down into his near subconscious. We know they are there and can pop back at any time, but there isn’t anything we can do about them. So, down they go until they come back and I have to wack them again.

It’s other issues that cause my anxiety like supply chains and food shortages. I’m really selective about these, however. They have to apply to me. Like, for example, the baby formula shortage doesn’t mean a whole lot to me. I don’t have children. No one I care about has a young child. I don’t care. The issue is a non-starter for me.

But, I become upset about the lack of fertilizer which leads to reduced grain, meat, and dairy production. Inflation is also a biggie for me. The WHO ruling the world isn’t so much but the lack of production is. It’s a noose that’s pulling a little tighter every day.

I’m sure Jason shares that anxiety. But, I don’t think it’s that much of a priority for him right now since there is still (temporarily) food on the shelves.

Maybe he just stresses out about the bigger picture and I’m more anxiety-ridden about the day-to-day issues. dunno.