Sunday, March 1, 2009

When Only Small Things are Left

 Today I got up about 8 am, came down had some coffee and mindlessly went around the internet, looking for something.  I left for my tennis matches at 9:30.  I played out of my mind.  My forehand was awesome, my service was good, my backhand solid.

Normally tennis is very important to me.  And playing well often doesn't occur because I try too hard and get a case of nerves because doing well is so important to me.  I don't leave anything on the court, I try my best on every single ball.  I'm intense and love the game.  But today, mostly I thought about nothing.  I was quiet inside with my thoughts randomly going to my wife who was laying in bed at home.

When I finished playing, I went to the grocery store. My daughter visited two days ago and made us a tuna noddle salad, but she forgot the green peas that Julie loves.  At the store I picked up one, then another, and finally three bags of green peas.  I never want my wife to do without green peas again in her tuna noddle salad.  She just got out of bed and is eating the salid, with Ashton our jack russel watching.

We are watching "Taking Chance", a very sad movie about escorting the fallen in battle to back to their home in Wyoming.  A very quiet respectful story.  I am not much for war, but I do respect anyone that does what they think is right, especially when they give their life, even if I don't agree.  I am looking at a funeral sceen and my wife is hollering at Ashton to let the cats finish their meals without him stealing it from them.

I am drinking a Bud Lime, my second, and thinking I should do some book keeping on my second job.  It is deary outside, it snowed about half an inch last night.  Just a quiet day with my wife, Ashton, my two cats, and my thoughts.

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