Brain freeze

And alas, not due to ice cream.

I've been sitting here for about 15 minutes trying to figure out something to write tonight. But nothing in my life seems that interesting.

I could tell you about how I'm still running - slowly but surely. I have yet to pass out or get sick or sprain something so I would say it's going well.

I could tell you about how I'm working really hard to head to Danville on Saturday. I have next week off and it's the closest thing I'll have to vacation this year. I'm praying for a peaceful time and to be rejuvenated. And yes I'll be running up and down Astin Lane when I'm at home.

I could tell you how nice it is to have hot water.

I could tell you that I got my haircut today.  Or "shorn" as I've been saying. It's not too short but definitely less hair than I started with this morning.

I could tell you that I'm going to have a full house tomorrow night. It's the big move for D. and Corrie and I'm a stopover on the way to Macon. It will be strange not going to Oxford anymore. I'd gotten used to that town.

I could tell you all this and you'd realize, gee, she really is very boring. And I am.