Today has been a pretty good one. Someone that might well have use for the old motor out of my pick up came and got it. And all the stuff that went with it. I did warn the young man it needs a total rebuild, but for nothing, he wanted it any way. And he has a place to do the work, so he was a happy camper. Others had asked about it, but he was the only one to actually get here and picked it up. Then since I’ve given up fishing, I sold all of my gear today. Had two folks that wanted it, or to look at it. That was unusual. Normally when I put an ad on Craig's List, not much if anything happens. Now if I can sell of a few more things there will be room in here to start all over again, NOT. But it was a huge beginning on the clean up and clear out that has needed to be done for years around here.
The fishing tackle and all that stuff was what I had accumulated over the last 40 years. Most of which was never used. The guy that got it was a happy camper and my wallet was noticeably thicker. And my spirits a bit raised.
Then tonight I was bored so I went to looking back at my old blogs, and DAMN, I didn't realize I'd been so prolific with them. At this point there were 142. Not as many as some have in the same time period, but for me, impressive. I read a few of the later ones, then went back to the first one I posted, and it nearly brought a tear to my eye. Others I gave a chuckle all over again, and a couple that I went thru gave me pause for thought again. That is, what thought I am capable of any more. And yes a bit of the Captain is in this, bit only a wee tiny bit, for a change. Thought I would celebrate my good fortune, about a finger and a half in the bottle was all that was left. The operative word being “was”.
But for those that may have forgotten that first blog, as I had till I read it again, i'm re posting it in this one, I think it's worth a fresh read every once in a while, so---
I am doing something I shouldn't in all likelihood, and I know better, but just can't seem to resist it. Another thought crossed thru the three brain cells I have working ( i've had a couple of drinks tonight so one of them went to sleep.) and with some inhibitions lowered, and courage raised, which alcohol tends to do, I decided to let this thought run loose in the world.
I wish not to bind you with chains, nor to grasp and hold you to suffocate the light in your eyes, but rather hold open my palm and as a small bird let you sit there, free of spirit and soul. To let you choose to fly away to better things or stay and be with me. With no promise of things grand and great, but let your heart decide if the small and humble life I might offer would hold you. No promise of wealth or social standing, but one of giving all I have, of me.
Darn,that almost brought a tear to my old dry eye
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