This weekend was one of those rare weekends when Macyver and I stayed at home in order to get some things done. I literally started working on Friday morning and didn’t stop until late Sunday night but I got about 85% of the yard work finished. All me. MacGyver’s job was to clean the garage….
At least he thinks it’s clean.
I mowed, I weeded, I trimmed and I mulched my little heart out. It would be great if I only had to do that once a year or even twice a year but it’s the rainy season in Florida which means I’ll be at it again in another month or sooner, give or take a few rain showers.
You know how people say it’s so boring it’s like watching grass grow. Not true here. Grass grows faster than the speed of light here, almost but there’s nothing boring about it.
Anyway, I also ran a bit this weekend. I stuck with my 5 mile routine on Saturday and Sunday. Nothing fast, just slow and steady. I managed to run 20 miles last week even though I took the first three days of the week off. Fortunately all of the lawn work helped me to get in those steps on the fitbit. After a disappointing Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, I racked up over 100,000 steps in the next four days so thank you grass and weeds, much appreciated.
When I came back from my run on Sunday morning I turned on the TV never expecting to hear what I heard. Orlando is only an hour and a half from my house and only a half hour or so from our cabin. The kid moved to Orlando shortly after graduating and lived there for a year before moving to Atlanta and then eventually back home. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
There were many reports throughout the day and lots of commentary, too much really. At one point the Kid and I were watching a report and a local politician was speaking. Both of our eyes were drawn to the guy standing behind the politician who was wearing a shirt that said, ‘I was born gay. Were you born hateful?’ It was such a powerful message. But of all the reports and newscasts and stories, there was one interview with a mother who had no idea where her son was and she couldn’t get in touch with him. It was heartbreaking to see the pain in her eyes and on her face and to hear it in her voice. That interview will be with me forever.
I hope y’all will join me today and pray for Orlando and for all those who lost their lives and all those affected by this senseless tragedy.