I woke up to no internet this morning so I found myself crawling around on the floor with tech support on the line. We had a big thunderstorm pre-dawn so I figured it was due to lightning. Both modem and router were dead as a doornail. Until he suggested I check the outlet. It's a double one and the only in my bedroom but the lamp that is also plugged in was still on. I unplugged the lamp, plugged in the computer stuff and immediately got power. Funny thing is, when I plugged the lamp back into the other one, it worked. I don't know....just glad not to be without my one form of entertainment for the weekend.
Today is a big day for UT fans with a powerful opponent in Georgia. I wish my Daddy was still alive to see this comeback by his precious Vols. But then again, I guess they have TV in heaven. Poor thing hung his head in shame the whole time I was at Memphis State but I did end up as a UT Memphis graduate so that made up for it.
Tomorrow is All Saint's Day at church and hopefully I'll have my girls there with me. I will never forget my friend Kay coming to sit with me on All Saints Sunday the year that my mother died. It was tough hearing her name read aloud as a saint but brought me comfort as well. Lorna and I talked about the afterlife the other day and we both feel that it is a cosmic kind of thing, unlike the pearly gates deal. That involves judgement which I don't think God is into. Who knows? After almost dying twice in one week, I can testify that there is, indeed, a God and He is good. Jesus definitely took the wheel before I crashed into a ravine on the way to ER. And a pox on the ER doc who brushed me off as "not having diverticulitis" without even doing a scan. Normal white count, off you go old lady. I remember very little of what happened when I went the second time, eat up with sepsis. And that is a blessing.
I feel oddly separated from the holidays this year. It's just me and the girls and Bubba and nobody ever has the same schedule. I've already purchased a couple of things for myself ahead of time...little things like a day planner and wall calendar to start the new year. The last time we had Thanksgiving dinner together, I cooked at the old house and we ate on a folding table down here in the new one. I didn't move in until February of the next year but it seemed like the thing to do. Moving became a necessity when my pipes froze up there on the hill so thank goodness we already had some furniture down here. Bubba and I went around to all the utility companies and got me signed up shortly after.
I am tired to the bone and my stamina is very low right now. Is it age? Perhaps. Maybe just soul sickness. I look for the positives in all situations and try to be humble and grateful and do the next right thing. It's just a melancholy time of life for a single old gal. Sleeping a lot doesn't help. And when I sleep too little? It's pitiful.
Y'all wear your orange loud and proud today. Good old Rocky Top ^j^
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