Well, yesterday was Memorial Day. Originally in my mind I had thought that we would go up in the mountains and spend a lot of time just hiking or even just sitting and reading. Well, that changed as well as all other things. I ended up instead working in the yard, working on the computer, and even working on the basement unpacking some boxes, which I had told myself I wasn’t going to do on a “holiday”. It was just a normal day therefore instead of a well planned day away from the house. They say the best laid plans of man and men.
I always have grandiose plans, instead the normal, the mundane always seems to intervene. That is what life is all about, is the daily and the things that you always need to do.
You know, sooner or later you start to understand your children, I think. I have been listening lately to some music favored by some of my children. U2 is a favorite band of some of my children, and I have really got hung on and like a song by them, called With or Without You:
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side.
I wait for you.
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you
With or without you
With or without you.
Through the storm, we reach the shore
You gave it all but I want more
And I’m waiting for you
With or without you
With or without you.
I can’t live with or without you.
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away.
My hands are tied, my body bruised
She´s got me with nothing to win
And nothing left to lose.
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away.
With or without you
With or without you
I can’t live
With or without you.
With or without you
With or without you
I can’t live
With or without you
With or without you.
Is this what the women put us guys through. Somehow, I think maybe so. In any event, I am now mad at my kids. How come none of you ever took me to see these guys in concert. I took you to church programs, even some concerts, but gasp, no one took me to see U2. Could it be (gasp) a generational thing, you know, don’t want to be seen with the old man at a hip happening. Well, speak up!!
It was one of those days. There are days better staying in bed than going to work and having everything go wrong that can. Today was one of those days. These are the days when you wonder whether or not you should continue at what you are doing for money. It was one of those days.
It’s that time of year, yes, it is Hay Fever Season. I have been miserable. It started really bad last night. I came home on a Friday night, generally the night that the wife and I go out and have a night on the town. Instead, it was a night in the yard.
First, my mom and dad were coming over today for a visit, so we had to make sure that the yard looked like it hadn’t been abandoned. With life being so crazy, I hadn’t got to it since over a week ago, and we had just fertilized it. Then, it just didn’t look good, and how can you criticize other property owners if yours looks like a mess.
Finally, today was going to be crazy, so when would I do it other than last night. This morning at 7am was the ward stake center clean up. I had to show up for that one cause I am a “ward leader”. Then, at 8am was the Main Street clean up and flower planting event. I had to go to that one cause I am the chairman of the Downtown Marketing Committee. Then, finally, mom and dad were coming down to go over some items regarding their estate planning. Following that was tilling the garden, church meetings, and then working on the basement.
Therefore, after that long exposition, the lawn had to be mowed last night. It was long, had gone to seed, and by the time I finished with the lawn I was a coughen and a whizzen. It was miserable, this time of year is miserable, and when I go to Heaven, I hope that they don’t have Hey Fever there. For two months for me, it is Hay Fever season.
The Beatles sang a song from the white album called, I Am So Tired.
I’m so tired, I haven’t slept a wink
I’m so tired, my mind is on the blink
I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink
No,no,no.
I’m so tired I don’t know what to do
I’m so tired my mind is set on you
I wonder should I call you but I know what you would do
You’d say I’m putting you on
But it’s no joke, it’s doing me harm
You know I can’t sleep, I can’t stop my brain
You know it’s three weeks, I’m going insane
You know I’d give you everything I’ve got
for a little peace of mind
I’m so tired, I’m feeling so upset
Although I’m so tired I’ll have another cigarette
And curse Sir Walter Raleigh
He was such a stupid git.
You’d say I’m putting you on
But it’s no joke, it’s doing me harm
You know I can’t sleep, I can’t stop my brain
You know it’s three weeks, I’m going insane
You know I’d give you everything I’ve got
for a little peace of mind
I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind
I’d give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind
(mumbling)
That describes what I have felt like all day long. I am so tired. I think it has to do with a medication I am taking right now. Regardless, I have been tired today.
I don’t feel too well. The last few days have been a real challenge for me. I am in one of those spots where I have so much going on with my job, etc., and then my health just does not seem to be in control.
As Julie would verify, a lot of times when things haven’t gone the way they should during the day, I have said to her, Bad Julie, Bad, Bad, Bad. Well, I must confess, it has been a couple of weeks since I made any kind of post here, and I guess you should say Bad Grandpa, Bad, Bad, Bad. I have been somewhat distracted by new grandchildren, work deadlines, church responsibilities, but nothing important. We have been waiting to see that new grandchild again, and I am hoping that soon we are going to go see the newest Hardy in the Legacy.