It was just a lazy Sunday around here today, nothing planned, no activities unless you wanted to go to church service or play bocce ball that I knew of.

We got up too late for church, so we watched our own service from our church in Hurst, FUMC. First, however, there was breakfast and starting a load of towels, I don’t remember what other mundane activity there was. After church, I took Brandy out to potty, then decided to walk around a bit. She was reluctant, but went where I lead her.

I tried to get her to sit and let me watch them play pickle ball so I could gauge how rough it is for a person with bad knees, but she wanted to go. So off we went. Then, I got the brilliant idea to try to find my new friend, Karen’s house. I have no alibi for what happened next, but I was like a dog with a bone. I knew Brandy was tired and thirsty, but I kept going, thinking it couldn’t be much further.

Boy, how wrong I was! We kept walking and walking, up and down streets looking for her house number. Yes, some people live here at the resort. They are building more all the time and we saw several for sale. We were looking for house number #294, which was almost the last street there was, way past the RV storage, and the main entrance to the resort. They weren’t even home.

Luckily, we found the shorter way home, because Brandy was really panting now. We walked at least a mile round-trip, which didn’t bother me, but I was concerned for her. I knew she needed water, and I forgot to bring some along. I won’t do that again! She is fine, but her legs are sore. I know because of how she’s walking. She didn’t even want to go out after dinner, but I carried her to the dog park, she walked home alright. I took another, clearer shot of the peak, I never get tired of seeing it.

It had been a fine day until we got a new neighbor, who pulled up right next door in a behemoth 5th wheel and pickup truck. Immediately we lost the signal to the tv, which Dave had finally got straightened out and loaded with channels. Now we don’t even get local channels. He was not a happy camper. So, tomorrow the first order of business will be to talk to the manager and see if one of us can move. And I get to deal with his sour mood until then.

God forbid we actually go DO something instead of watching tv! In his defense though, he was close to finishing a football game when all this happened. Me, I could care less, but I know it’s important to him, so I do feel for him. But I would’ve just done something else, not lose my mind over it. He doesn’t ask for much, however, he does depend on that tv a lot. Don’t get me wrong, I’m addicted to certain shows myself, but again, I can live without it, just don’t take my books away! When all else fails, I can read or write!

Let’s thank God for what we do have and worry about the rest tomorrow. We both need a peaceful nights sleep. On a good note, I closed all my rings today with all the exercise I got!