Day 165: Woolgathering
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
I guess as opposed to beachcombing, today I was woolgathering. In between accomplishing two loads of laundry (which, with today's appliances, isn't all that terribly difficult), I managed to miss an old friend's birthday... forget to call my son... lose track of the time to call my daughter... and seemed to get distracted every time I turned around. Ah well. It's not that it was a bad day or anything, but my efforts need to be more focused if I'm going to get anyplace, yeh?
And basically, the diet's going okay, the fitness is hanging fire, and I'm spending time wandering around in family history. Actually, it's not really family history: I'm reading the old newspapers that are online, some as far back as the 1850s, and I have found things like the original names of two towns that later got changed. I also found some towns (villages) that no longer exist: they've been taken over by Fort Drum, up by Watertown, and now apparently the remnants of the houses and churches and everything is just... gone. 'They say' the cemeteries have been retained (tho not maintained: note the difference), at least (here comes the crucial phrase) 'for the most part.' Since the base is off-limits to the public, tho, I don't think there'll be a lot of information on anything now engulfed.
Twenty minutes past my bedtime, a day-long headache that I just have not been able to shake (not a migraine, just a dull ache), and I think I'll go watch some baseball. Or at least the history thereof. I swear, lately I seem to live and breathe history, lol.
Goodnight, Sparklers, wherever you are!