Brain Workout

Nary a blogging thought comes to me this morning.   I can't help but ponder the difference between the horrific black Oklahoma clouds last night and the marshmallow sky here this morning.   Talk about mood swings and bi-polar behavior!

Maybe yesterday I worked too many crossword and word-search puzzles and fried my brain. Not only the puzzles, but I read the 81-page "The Enchiridion of Epictetus," a text of the Stoic school of philosophy.   Epictetus lived from 55-135 AD, and his writings click and cling to my way of thinking.  When my head hit the pillow last night,  it was like a heated game of ping-pong was going on inside my cranium.   Thankfully, the thunder storm helped me get to sleep.

I'm reading another book on loan from a friend.  She thought I would like to read a near-death experience story.  Actually,  the subject has intrigued me and been an ongoing study of mine for the past years.  I'm first to admit that I am a harsh critic of these stories.   Why?  Because I am waiting to read something about heaven that isn't imaginable to us.  I'm a hard nut to crack when it comes to the hereafter and our pre-conceived, or pre-taught, ideas of what comes after life, if anything.  In lotsa ways,  I live my life in the minority.   Anyway,  that's how I feel.

It is a perfect day for a drive.   There's an open house at a new pet store this afternoon from 1 to 5.  Fuzzy One's groomer is the owner, and we want to see her new digs.  It will only make sense to have dinner out.  I just might 'girlie up," which is something I left at the office  when I turned out the light for that last time.  My retirement plan is governed by the 2-Cs . . . Comfort and  Contentment.

Enjoy the weekend under whatever skies are above you.