Day 2

 It was 41° this morning but perfect, other than the barking dog. Went to bed early, falling asleep to miss the end of the Minnesota Wild’s loos to the Vegas Golden Knights in the Stanley Cup Play-offs. I’m supposed to take my new Rx and a Neurontin in the morning. I accidentally took my evening pills, including melatonin and my lamictal. 

Oops. 

Early nap? What will I take tonight? I’ll steal a melatonin from my pill box. Here’s why I can’t get back to sleep. When I wake anytime after 4:30 cuz I have an overactive bladder, if my mind starts racing I can’t get back to sleep. When I have literally no drama, I’m left worrying about getting back to sleep, and that sucks. 

I’ve used the Black Forest twice already. I think I’ve gone from giving that to the Bells to loaning it to them when I’m not using it. 

It would be an understatement to say we are camping close together. A couple boys were practicing soccer and using my tent as a backstop. That was better than playing keep away by dribbling around my tent ONCE. Yeah, I’ll play the curmudgeon if it means saving my tent from a couple prepubescent soccer prodigies. 

I forgot to bring coffee so I was off to Holiday by 6:00. Tried to have a complete cigarette. 0 for 1 today. 

Morning dew was loveley..
Ive added some photos to Baker Recreation Cemter. I’ve gotten more than 150,000 views of my photos of Lake Auburn. The pressure!

 

I found my f*cking radio in my fishing vest. I looked in almost all the pockets three times.

Oops.

Did a W&B at 7:30. Going for meditation attempt #2 (a whole cigarette, with a favorite song chaser.). Going for it... NOW!

I did it! I reached for a better set of headphones, and almost set down the cigarette, but succeeded in almost focusing. I thought cigarettes and music would calm me down. (Heart rate 78). 

Gonna clean out just one of my pockets in my vest. In the marines they emphasize redundancy. (Or is that the astronauts?) but I don’t think three tape measures is required. And I’m not going to wear masks anymore, and these two don’t fit anyway. 

 I try to listen to the lyrics of a whole song. I’m 0 for 1 on that. The song was Can’t Take My Eyes Off You by Lauren Hill. Theresa tried to sing that to me in 2011, driving along I-680. She made me cry, (happy cry) when she got embarrassed for forgetting the lyrics on the second verse. 

I have 4 backup chargers, can’t find two of them. One is probably still in my vest. 

The goal is mindfulness. In the here & now. I found pop can crafts with a good cop show like NCIS. Anthony Dinohzzo is the character I watch. He is always joking but he’s Gibb’s wingman and always has his back. He reminds me of me. 

Fishing for bass, casting under the trees, is another way to achieve mindfulness, if I have a podcast on, like Conan or Rob Lowe, or Alec Baldwin. Robe Lowe knows everybody, has been everywhere and is just a cool dude. Now listening to Matthew McConaughey and Rob Lowe. Mindfulness.