Having this Friday off is just amazingly welcome. Woke up at 0443 (yeah, saw the digital clock, which is actually approximately 5 minutes fast, but whatever.) Charley horse in my calf, tried to pull my foot up with the other foot, and struggle to do so... guess why? Right, a cat lying on my ankles. A heavy recalcitrant cat. As I struggled against the weight of sleep, and eleven pounds of feline, I managed to break the spasm, slowly, and wound up awake at 0500 on my day off reading comics and a few blogs, finally got cold enough to decide to return to bed, not expecting to sleep. D woke me at 0930, concerned that I would be miserable sleeping until 1030, and quite right too. Gently, as usual, with a warm embrace, and an apology. Took me a while to dig myself out of the deep, exhausted sleep, but very worth the effort. Late enough.
We made it to the comic book store, and the outlet place where I have often gotten classic bits of clothing that I wear all the time. Dangerous for me to go in, because I usually find something at a ridiculously low price, that I will wear a lot for a long time. This time, BDU- type pants (see cargo pants) that fit. OMG. Resisted even asking the price of copper earrings with (probably diamond) chips, which D was able to identify as the ones that caught my eye. Made a point of asking D which comics he had on reserve, and was delighted by his description of smart, funny, subversive stories. I'm not a fan of comics, but I get the appeal, and can ask intelligent questions on the subject.
We walked in the park, it started to rain, lovely dramatic clouds, and we were both happily damp in the misty rain. Thankfully got back to the car as the wind got stronger and the rain began to really pour. Still, a solid mile walk, good for us. Then stopped at the Apple store to look at ipads. I was not much impressed, D lusted a little, we got away from the mall with no cash spent.
Long ago, we used the information from Seven Principles for Making Marriage Work by John Gottman, based on decades of real research. We've so internalized it now, it's more of a reflex. Useful stuff. My traditional wedding present, no matter what it looks like. A maintenance manual for any couple, it saved us at a rough spot. Knowing each other, with admiration, is the heart of it. Wow, revolutionary.
Moby hiding from the rainy weather. Many birds on the balcony earlier, which excited the cat predator. But the rain, no good. Must hide. Under the spread at the foot of the bed.
Taking first steps toward getting passports, so we can enter Canada next year. Which shocks me, as I never needed anything most of the years I traveled back and forth, every week, from Detroit to Windsor, my cousin an officer on the bridge, who several times waved us on with an ironic grin. But so the world changes, and we fill in the forms and do what is necessary.