We had two days of beautiful weather, the kind of weather perfect for a bike ride, or some gardening…. and I spent it doing chores.
My energy level has very much been attached to the temperature lately. If it’s between 50 F and 70 F I have a lot of energy. Any lower OR higher and I struggle to move. Too hot and I risk heat stroke, too cold and my joints act up on me. So when I used these last few days for chores, it was very much a vanishing commodity being invested the best I could.
I’m still mad at myself. I would have liked to ride my bike, or worked in the garden. Gone now, for another five days at least, possibly longer.
It’s just not fucking fair, to be able to see a better day, to imagine it, and have to give it up for the purposes of survival.
So I got my taxes filed, that was the big heavy lifting today. I was trying to work hard enough at it to cut off early, but no luck. Luck really is what it is all about, being in the right place, speaking to the right people, getting the right oppertunities. How long can I blame myself for my poor fortune? I don’t know, for today I’m pissed that I didn’t get outside more. Which is a chance missed. You only get so many is the thing. A beautiful day around here, limited edition, and I don’t know why most people seem ignorant of the fact.