My son and I have assumed new procedures in light of his furlough. He is coming over to my house on Wednesday and Saturday. That means I don’t write on Wednesday. I’ve given myself a furlough day in the middle of the week.
Stanley is ecstatic, since he adores John. When I went to Florida for my parathyroid surgery, John stayed here to take care of Stanley and they bonded then. When I tell Stanley that “John is coming,” he’ll race to the window to keep watch.
Today, we did weird projects I didn’t have time to do earlier. Stanley, as usual around John, was hyper and happy. When John left, he crashed and burned on me. Have you ever seen pictures of sleeping puppies huddled together? I think Stanley believes I’m a weird shaped puppy.
John got news that he’ll probably not go back to work for two months. I hope it’s earlier than that, but who knows? In the meantime, he’s exercising every day, involved with several projects, and coming to my house.
I’ve had some lovely experiences in the past few days. I encountered a wonderful customer service person from the grocery store. I wish I could have met her in person. I received a marvelous (and tear-inducing letter) from a reader, and met – via the internet – other delightful people.
I think, if you look, you’ll find wonderful examples of individuals being extraordinary.
Oh, and one of the great things about John coming over on Wednesday: he gets to take the garbage can to the curb. 🙂