Over did it…

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And it does…

Today I am taking it easy. I will not cut any trees down, mow any grass, move any logs, build any fences, and or dig any holes. I will go to town later and buy groceries, but I am going to read a book and recover from being stupid. That is my middle name (stupid) and while I am getting back in shape again, I pushed it too hard yesterday and ended up falling asleep in my dirty clothes, forgot to take my evening pills and this happened after taking a pain-killer and nitro for my heart, which kept me from hearing four phone calls from Sveta. So I am sure she is upset with me now… Ouch…

There are times that I despise getting old and there are more times than that, when I get really grouchy over having six heart attacks and having to act like I am old, when I want to be thirty years old again. It works if I do not look in the mirror and ignore my past, well until I exert too much in a given day, then even, not looking in the mirror and seeing this old guy, does not help…

The pain-killer I took is a good one, but it causes me to not function well, so I take it at night very rarely and then I usually do not remember much from that point on. It is called “Nice” and it does one thing good, very good, kills pain. This morning at 3:30 a.m. I woke up and could actually get out of bed without screaming. It also made my finger that I broke feel good and that did not interfere with my sleep either…

It is a butt kicking pain-killer and I only use it when I am in very bad shape, as I was last night…

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The window dressing above is plain and simple, they also belongs to the old general store that is located in the village. A store that is no longer in use, but the building is still there…

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I may not even go into town today either. That is how bad I feel and I have plenty of food for Boza and I. We could go for weeks without going to town… 🙂

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

About Кайл Китон

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...Кайл Китон