Boyfriend is still in Denver. "Distance makes the heart grow fonder." Out of sight, out of mind." I have a little of both going on.
My middle son set up my treadmill last night. I got up this morning to walk, and happy that I'd be doing it while in my warm house, but I can't figure out how to turn the darn thing on. I remember my son saying "mom, this is how to turn it on." Of course he woke me from a sound sleep to give me instructions. I remember saying ok, and hearing the motor run, but that's about it.
I'm reading "A Salty Piece of Land" by Jimmy Buffett. It's making me miss the Florida Keys big time. Why can't I be rich and live on a tropical island? I mean seriously, is that too much to ask?
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