Well, the eyes used to have it, anyway. Now they have cataracts, instead. And they are buggin’ me. Can’t see a bloody thing which, given the havoc and chaos around me when I work, is a distinct disadvantage to continued survival. So, I am getting them operated on.
And, so, thus this blog goodbye.
It’s been great. Really. Had a really good time. And we must do this again sometime. Maybe do lunch? Give me a ring……….? Better yet, I’ll call you.
But not for awhile. Seems I’ll be vision impaired for a while. First one eye, then the next. Healing takes awhile. I should know. Right?
So, no blog. You understand? OK?
I am thinking late March, early April? Maybe Fool’s Day?
The doctor’s instructions came and it was very clearly printed out: No heavy lifting. And No Blogging was specifically handwritten and inserted in to the instructions (mind you, the handwritten part looked suspiciously like Sally’s handwriting). So I have to take a break. Doctor’s orders.
I confess that I am not overly upset about it. I feel a break is needed anyway. I am wandering from the original focus of the blog which was: ‘old guy goes feral. The adventures of a fool and his angel in the woods’. I feel politics is starting to creep back into it. If I can rationalize a political post as somewhat philosophical, I can yield to my inner political demon a bit but it’s a strain. It is time for a break and I am using the operation as my excuse.
I hope to be silent for at least a month.
Not bloody likely.
But I am gonna try.
No, I have not forgotten my outstanding items. There are the docks-being-installed to report on. There is the ‘little houseboat’ progress to watch. There are the community machinations to observe and share whenever possible and, of course, there is our-life-in-paradise to monitor and record. Not to mention the invitable accidents. Plus Spring is not too far away and all sorts of things seem to transpire then. So, there is stuff-to-come but I will understand if you wander off. I would.
I currently enjoy a couple of dozen or so regular readers. Maybe a smidge more. Well, OK. There are a smidge more than 500. But they/you are a fickle lot. They/you want ravens and killer whales and they/you don’t want politics. And no one but Annette, Sid and a guy on a motorcycle writes!
‘Who are you people?’ (Seems I also have a disproportionate number of antique dealers……..and wives whose husbands are similar in their grumpy, lumpy, dofus-ness to me!)
Anyway, right now, I am raven-ed out. And the Orcas aren’t due for weeks if not months. And we are only a few months from a provincial election. Can you feel the tension?
It’s hurtin’ my eyes.
So, like………………….see ya’……………(personal e-mails always welcome, of course. I have installed the latest version of Windows Braille Mail so I will still be able to respond to e-mails altho my flat screen poses a bit of a problem for getting a feel for Braille. Anyway, I’ll try.)