I'm back in the city. I return to work in the morning.
Without getting into any real details, my mother's appointment went well today. Before hand, I was cleaning around her house a bit, and cleaning out the back seat of my car. I rescued and consumed that sandwich just in the nick of time. Another few days, and its rancidity would have reached a point where eating it might have made me sick. Phew. I'm know you're as relieved as I am.
I don't know how car's back seat becomes so cluttered. It is as if people break into my car and leave crap back there. I can't imagine why anyone would do that, but I can think of no other explanation.
Newbie enjoyed his time at my mother's. He always does. He loves to run downstairs into Dad's old workshop and roam around looking for who knows what. He spends more time down there than I do. Literally. I guess I should spend more time there, but I like being out in the garage. As I mentioned before, it makes me feel closer to my father.
Speaking of Dad, June 4th, tomorrow, would have been his 82nd birthday. He died one month and one day short of turning 79. For the longest time after he passed, I kept expecting him to walk through the door and boisterously say hello to me as I sat in front of the television. Now, I spend a weekend there by myself (except for Newbie), and know that I won't see my father, and realize that my mother will likely never spend another night in the house again, either. I keep wondering where the time has gone.
I am pretty sure I haven't linked to this before here, but it is on my Facebook. This video was shot on June 4th 2009, Dad's final birthday. I took a day off work because I felt it might be his last birthday. Don't ask me why I felt that way. I just did.
I took my video camera with me. Got the server at the Old Gummer's restaurant to record the following:
See you tomorrow.