Staying put

I’ve gone through another Howard Hughes phase by not posting, and to those who read this blog, I feel bad. I need to get back on it, but fortunately, I will be having a lot more time to blog coming up very soon.

Then again, there really hasn’t been much to report since the Russell Relays last Friday. In fact, after I ran to Hays following the track meet last Friday evening, I have left my home at 1224 North Brooks Street a grand total of ONCE, and that was late Tuesday night to drop off some paperwork at the office and then go to McDonald’s. The latter was a huge mistake. I felt it the next morning.

The Russell Relays went well, save for a pushy old lady from Hoisington who bitched about me standing in front of her, even though her granddaughter was not throwing the shot put. I told her ‘I have a job to do’ a little too loudly. I felt bad about that, but I have to sometimes assert myself.

I almost left Russell too late to get to Hays. I had to get to the Verizon store before it closed at 7 p.m. I needed to get a new glass protection screen for my iPhone, since I dropped the phone at the track meet earlier in the day and the screen shattered. It wasn’t urgent, but better safe than sorry.

I also felt like I had to go Friday evening, because Saturday’s weather was shaping up to be very nasty. It didn’t turn out that way, but you never know.

Mother’s Day was just another Sunday for me, except my mother wasn’t home to cook lunch. I had enough food in the freezer to easily get by.

Stayed home all day Monday. Didn’t do as much work as I should have, leaving too much to Tuesday. Fortunately, I was able to get done Tuesday before 4.

I stayed up through the night Wednesday. Elaine told me she would like my work for the Russell paper as early as possible, so I got it done before 9. I then slept and slept and slept.

Today I will finally leave Russell, heading to Plainville for the Mid-Continent League track and field met.

About David

I am a sportswriter for a group of weekly newspapers in small towns across northern Kansas. I grew up in New Orleans, went to college at LSU and wandered in the wilderness until Hurricane Katrina finally put me on the path to my current job.

Posted on May 14, 2015, in Personal. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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