sunday
Nothing earth shattering, just an easy 8 mile run to the park and back. Otherwise an uneventful Sunday… except for the men working on the roof of my apartment house most of the day while the Beatles’ ‘fixing the roof where the rain gets in…’ plays in my head. It’s been a never ending repair job, it seems, for the past couple weeks. Moved to this house a dozen years ago, after my divorce, as a ‘temporary’ place, my son partly grew up here, so it’s his childhood home, but now that he’s gone off to college and beyond, and the place is wearing on me, I’m contemplating a move, but I hate moving, really hate all that’s involved with moving, so the next move would be the final one, and now that my son has flown out of the nest I can even think about moving out of this area, Western NY. I thought of going out west, but they seem to be engulfed by fires every month, the south about to be drowned by hurricanes and floods, the NYC area but its last bit of affordable real estate seems to have been taken by Amazon, Boston (my hometown) but they seem to be hit by a 100 year blizzard and flood annually, and Texas, I think I’m required to own a gun to live there. Or I could stick around. If not the same place, at least in Buffalo. Will continue to ponder my next move while I run…
