Discombobulated

Whether it's the recent deaths, the traveling back and forth to Ohio with the resulting extra expenses or what, but we're just not ourselves this week. No get up and go, no desire to do much of anything including blogging. A very yucky feeling.

Yesterday I managed to drag Denny out for some geocaching. Somehow I managed to pull up six different caches that did not involve a lot of walking, which also meant there were no scenic vistas to enjoy but at least we were out and moving around. We located five of the six easily (we'll hit that sixth one again the next time we're in town-can't let it beat us!) and it was much nicer being outside since the howling winds and blowing sands finally quieted down. Denny only complained about one cache which was next to a Walgreen's; he is very self-conscious about searching around looking for tiny little boxes when there are people around to see him and wonder what he's doing.

This morning we're driving to Mesa to buy breakfast for friends Rene and Barb who loaned us the use of their driveway for our truck when we had to fly home last week. I envy them their view of the Superstition Mountains and nice home in Apache Junction, but the pull of the road is still strong for us. And there are still ten states remaining that we haven't visited or played golf in so there's no quitting now.

The sun is starting to rise and it looks like it's going to be another beautiful day in the neighborhood. For all those still employed-enjoy your long weekend.