I am going to see if I can get a little sympathy here? Well, that's a joke; I don't need any sympathy. Carol went to a Spinning/knitting, whatever else you want to do with yarn few days away with some other of her friends from where we used to live. I am glad that she can go and have fun, but I will also be glad when she gets back, which is tomorrow. Wednesday I took her down to meet these people. We picked up our daughter and granddaughter from town to ride along with us, and with me on the return trip as far as town anyway. I have done okay, but being alone is getting old. I am not a good alone guy; I don't like it. If I were to find myself alone, I would definately work not to be alone any longer than necessary.
I have my routine. I get up in the morning, drink my water, wash my face, shave, and clean up. I then feed both doggies, after which I cook oatmeal with raisins in it. I have that down; I get it started, boil the water, put the raisins and oatmeal in, then turn the burner off, and let it cook while I do other things. I then play the piano, or get on here and play on the internet. I eat my oatmeal with a little bit of milk in it. Today it was warm, 5 degrees Celcius, even though the wind was blowing. I went for my walk with the doggies this morning about 11:30 a.m., and got back a little after 1:30 p.m. It was a good walk, and the doggies walked right along. The German Pincher chases birds until he is completely tired. I then opened a can of black beans, put them on the stove, and let them warm up on medium setting. I ate my beans, cut an apple, gave the core to the bird, and ate my apple. I then poured a large glass of milk, and I decided I had better eat some of the cookies that I was given for a Christmas present. I had already eaten all the candy out of the tub, so I finished eating the cookies, all except the ginger cookies, and they will be for some time later, and I won't get in a hurry about eating them. The last few days I have been eating some chocolate chip cookies that my daughter in town gave to me. She gave them to be because they were burned on the bottom, and she knows that I don't mind eating burned cookies, although I have heard that the burned char can cause cancer, but I have been eating burned cookies for a long time. For supper each night I have been eating peanut butter, honey, and drinking milk. I only use one bowl, one medium sized revere ware kittle, and two spoons,and then I continually wash them clean. I have them soaking in water until I am ready to eat, then I just wash them quickly, in that way I don't have a lot of dirty dishes that need washing. I keep my milk glass in the refrigerator, and never wash it, but Carol does wash it after it has been there longer than she wants it to be.
I will go down the hill in the morning, one hour eaerly because of daylight savings time, and then I will go to church with our daughter adn granddaughter, after which we will go meet these people about an hour's drive away, then bring Carol home, and I won't be alone any more until the next time she does one of these things which is in May, I think? I don't like the feel of the house when I am alone, but it is almost over with, and I am okay.