Last day off

 

        There is something sad about that but I am grateful to have a job.  Things could be worse and the truth is I like my job so that helps.

      We are getting ready for another ride this morning.  We have been reading the site on the trail to get us pumped up.  I am really looking forward to it.  I have to start doing hills though.  Some of the hills are 14 miles long of just a gradual incline.  After awhile your muscles just scream doing that.  But then the joy of a downhill.

      I have been happy to see more plus size people out on the trails.  I know when I started I was so self conscious.  I am my own worse enemy.  It doesn't help that my face sweats terribly and I burn instantly.  By the end of our rides a look like I am going to have a stroke.  I still love it and hope the woman and men that are riding are having as much fun.  Maybe I should start a bike club.  Call it plus peddler's or something.  There is safety in numbers.  What do you think?

       Yesterday I got my hair highlighted.  It looks pretty good. We ended up not getting our ride in as we had to many candles burning.  So today we are going for sure.

     I was talking to my hairdresser, yes they are just like a bartender, about my worries about Rick having early Alzheimer's.   I haven't mentioned it here as sometimes he reads my journal but I finally voiced my concerns to him.  Some of the things he does is what we all do, forget names or calls the phone the iron, right Donna!  But some things he is doing worries me.  Like forgetting how to use something he uses daily.  Like starting the car!  Or dates.  And when you tell him he swears you never told him.  Plus he has had these anger bouts.  Not like him at all and out of the blue for nothing.  Lots of little things but they go slightly past the things we all do.  So I am nervous.  And try getting him to a doctor.

         Last year I finally convinced him to go and see the doc for a checkup.  Took me 3 months to talk him into.  Get there and voiced many of our concerns to the doc who completely dropped the ball.  Found out he was in a fib and that is all he cared about.  No sleep apnea test, nothing about the depression or memory loss, nothing nada squat.  That happens alot.  So I am thinking about getting a different doctor.  One that will listen.  because early treatment is important.  And I hope I am wrong.  Pray I am wrong actually.

    Anyway it was good to talk to someone about it.  It runs in Ricks family.

     Besides that worry Luke's divorce hearing is today.  His x has kept changing their agreement thanks to her Dads so he has been very depressed and upset.  He couldn't get into the lawyer yet and we can't get them to hold off.  Whats the big hurry!  I guess they want to keep on ruining his life.  I worry about him as he is as depressed as I have ever seen him and have made him promise not to do anything stupid.

         So some things of concern.  Heavens forbid we just have a quiet happy little life here. LOL.

     Oh and of less concern.  My puter is really causing problems.   I have lost all my memory.  I have nothing downloaded.  My son came over and checked everything out.  There should be tons of memory but there isn't.  At night Rick and I watch Netflix instant movies on the computer and cuddle on the spare bed, just cuddle.  Now I don't have enough memory to even do that.  So we need a new computer with as much memory as possible.  No one seems to know why this is messed up, but I don't have a huge memory card anyway.  With my pictures I need a bigger one although I don't store them on it.

    Last but not least.  Have you ever noticed how often you bang your little toe?  I keep hitting it.  I hate wearing shoes so that is part of the problem but sheesh.  The bruising is going away but it still crunches when I walk so I can tell it isn't set very well.  From the bottom it is completely numb.  Like I don't have a toe at all, but from the side, yikes, touch and yell.  I keep telling myself.  5 more weeks and it will be healed if I don't break it again.

     Well, Rick isready so I had better get ready.  My trusty bike awaits me.