Saturday Evening
It is Saturday evening and Dennis and I are home together after a full day of being with family and friends for sister June’s funeral. It’s now time to let the sorrow meld into sweet memories.
Now onto my quandary. Last week I walked across the neighbor’s yard for a quick hello. I didn’t have my walking shoes on, just a pair of slip-on shoes. I have since been battling chigger bites on both my feet, WTF! In all my 75 years, I have never had chigger bites. I can just see where the line of the shoe had sheltered the foot, and the rest was fair game.
It took several days before I realized what was going on. We are gaining on it, but I dare not accidentally heed to the wanting of itching any portion . . . I would be hard pressed to stop before I drew blood. What would we do without the Internet for our general health care information!
Today is a Saturday that feels like a Sunday that will be followed by another day that will feel like a Sunday. I hope everyone who has the chance of having Labor Day off from their employment enjoys these wonderful fall-feeling days.