Killing time
Whether it’s because I’m retired and/or because of the dreadful fate that has befallen me, I find myself with a lot of time on my hands.
My beloved wife of over 44 years died over a year ago. I miss her dearly.
This, of course, alternates with too much to do at other times.
I must stay ahead of a huge lawn (at least 3.1 acres), which I’ve been able to do so far, although last year my mower was giving me trouble.
The mower would be in the shop a week or more, and the lawn would jump ahead. I don’t think I had to farm out mowing.
This year has been rain.
Right now it’s raining hard as I write this, and it will rain all day.
Thankfully I caught up the mowing the other day. But I need a dry weekend.
Rain also makes it impossible to walk my dog at the park.
I also work out at the YMCA, but have been unable to do neither due to being utterly fagged out.
This could be because -a) I began an antidepressant, and/or -b) I had bronchitis.
I find I’m still treating the bronchitis, but I’m on the down side.
It’s the antidepressant I worry about. One’s first try is often wrong. One has to try something else, and then something else.
I’m not even sure I should be taking it. I did long ago after my stroke, and all that happened was extreme fatigue.
So here I sit, nothing to do. It’s raining, so I can’t walk the dog or mow. And I’m too fagged out to work out at the YMCA. —That also applies to walking the dog if it’s not raining.
Mowing I can do. I’m not pushing a walk-behind. All I’m doing is sitting, my mower propels itself.
A segment may take an hour or less, a large segment may take two. I have a big zero-turn lawnmower, 48-inch cut. It’s pretty quick.
I could never keep up with that 3.1 acres without that zero-turn.
I also am mowing in the afternoon, not morning when I’m utterly fagged out. —Which is when I’d be walking the dog or work out.
So “Do these things in the afternoon,” it was suggested. I have walked the dog in the afternoon, but usually I need to mow.
Working out in the afternoon gets into a doggie-daycare problem.
I also find as a stroke-survivor I have to be very specific about scheduling. I can’t make the sudden game-changes the average person can.
Order out of chaos!
• I try to work out in the Canandaigua YMCA Exercise-Gym, appropriately named the “Wellness-Center,” usually three days per week, about two-three hours per visit. (“Canandaigua” [“cannan-DAY-gwuh”] is a small city to the east nearby where I live in Western NY. The city is also within a rural town called “Canandaigua.” The name is Indian, and means “Chosen Spot.” It’s about 14 miles east. —I live in the small rural town of West Bloomfield, southeast of Rochester.) —It seems working-out may be more more beneficial than the antidepressant-pills.
• I had a stroke October 26, 1993, from which I pretty much recovered.
• A “zero-turn” lawnmower is a special design with separate drives to each drive-wheel, so it can be spun on a dime. “Zero-turns” are becoming the norm, because they cut mowing time in half compared to a lawn-tractor, which has to be set up for each mowing-pass.
My beloved wife of over 44 years died over a year ago. I miss her dearly.
This, of course, alternates with too much to do at other times.
I must stay ahead of a huge lawn (at least 3.1 acres), which I’ve been able to do so far, although last year my mower was giving me trouble.
The mower would be in the shop a week or more, and the lawn would jump ahead. I don’t think I had to farm out mowing.
This year has been rain.
Right now it’s raining hard as I write this, and it will rain all day.
Thankfully I caught up the mowing the other day. But I need a dry weekend.
Rain also makes it impossible to walk my dog at the park.
I also work out at the YMCA, but have been unable to do neither due to being utterly fagged out.
This could be because -a) I began an antidepressant, and/or -b) I had bronchitis.
I find I’m still treating the bronchitis, but I’m on the down side.
It’s the antidepressant I worry about. One’s first try is often wrong. One has to try something else, and then something else.
I’m not even sure I should be taking it. I did long ago after my stroke, and all that happened was extreme fatigue.
So here I sit, nothing to do. It’s raining, so I can’t walk the dog or mow. And I’m too fagged out to work out at the YMCA. —That also applies to walking the dog if it’s not raining.
Mowing I can do. I’m not pushing a walk-behind. All I’m doing is sitting, my mower propels itself.
A segment may take an hour or less, a large segment may take two. I have a big zero-turn lawnmower, 48-inch cut. It’s pretty quick.
I could never keep up with that 3.1 acres without that zero-turn.
I also am mowing in the afternoon, not morning when I’m utterly fagged out. —Which is when I’d be walking the dog or work out.
So “Do these things in the afternoon,” it was suggested. I have walked the dog in the afternoon, but usually I need to mow.
Working out in the afternoon gets into a doggie-daycare problem.
I also find as a stroke-survivor I have to be very specific about scheduling. I can’t make the sudden game-changes the average person can.
Order out of chaos!
• I try to work out in the Canandaigua YMCA Exercise-Gym, appropriately named the “Wellness-Center,” usually three days per week, about two-three hours per visit. (“Canandaigua” [“cannan-DAY-gwuh”] is a small city to the east nearby where I live in Western NY. The city is also within a rural town called “Canandaigua.” The name is Indian, and means “Chosen Spot.” It’s about 14 miles east. —I live in the small rural town of West Bloomfield, southeast of Rochester.) —It seems working-out may be more more beneficial than the antidepressant-pills.
• I had a stroke October 26, 1993, from which I pretty much recovered.
• A “zero-turn” lawnmower is a special design with separate drives to each drive-wheel, so it can be spun on a dime. “Zero-turns” are becoming the norm, because they cut mowing time in half compared to a lawn-tractor, which has to be set up for each mowing-pass.
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