3 9 15

A numerically significant day. Three (3), a prime number & all divisible by 3. Not much but we’re going to stay the course on this for now.

Another poor night of sleep due to stress. I awoke tense thinking about the change of tenants at the rental property, the old v new lease and value of the property management firm. I am struggling with this on just about every level & it is consuming way too much of my time AND it is unsettling. Patty says I made a bad move & at moments I have to agree however I have to believe that as things change & stabilize, the jury will return with ‘Bill, you pushed the right button(s) and once again are BRILLIANT.

But right now, the jury is still out nad the nerves are in a knot.

So I got up & decided that Mass might be a good idea if for nothing else to get away from the four (4) walls. Praying for some divine intervention, maybe seeking a flash of insight to the issues plaguing me right now.

Mass was a good idea. Weekday Masses are much shorter than Sundays and the brief Homily was valuable. Must admire the priest for always coming up with some timely words of wisdom.

Friday he reminded us is the day of the week that Christ died. Father also spoke briefly about fasting on Fridays which has now become nearly completely voluntary with the exception of Lent.

This turned out to be First Friday & a rosary followed which I stayed for.

My thoughts on the drive home were that my troubles right now are transient & temporary & will certainly pass. One MUST have Faith in this and at time such as this. In 100 years, it won’t make a difference anyway.

After arriving home, I called an old friend as mentioned in the Homily. I was glad I did. Benson told me he was a WWII vet, 93, wheelchair bound and will celebrate 70 years marriage with his bride in November.

She has in a cedar chest the shirt he was wearing when he was wounded on D-Day. I never knew this. We talked for about 5 or 6 minutes & there were a number of repeats due to connection issues & memory loss at his end. He still had a spark for life and I think we both benefited from the call. I told him I would call again & he seemed pleased with that.

All this said, look for a drop off of reports for a bit. Priorites are simply taking over. Plus I am still working on the HH100 chronicle which is going slow as well.

The long Labor Day weekend is here. Doing the staycation.

Patty is coming over for a cookout. We have a couple of longer bike rides planned. I bought a couple of wonderful looking steaks for grilling at her request. Simple & low-key, relaxing & restful.

Fly the flag, take shorter dips in the lagoon which is now getting noticably cooler. Continue to battle the stress which effects the mood. This too shall pass. I do not need a therapist or a gun.

On to the next planned activity.

Bill out.