
The Cowboys had the three o’clock game this Sunday. Since I could not stand the idea of being confined to my room and the office all afternoon and all evening, I took my chances on taking a walk to the duck pond.
Some weeks ago, maybe five or six weeks, when I came out of a shower, I was awed and delighted to see that my foot looked well. I thought that my bump was gone. It turns out that I was overly optimistic. Yet, my foot does seem to be a lot better, perhaps something like 50% better. It is heartening. There’s still some hope.
Still, my foot is not well. However, my little walk was practically problem-free, but I did have to wear my crocs. Conceivably, I could resume my morning walks. Nevertheless, even if there were no concern about my foot, I doubt that I would be doing that. I don’t feel up to it. I would rather spend more time on filling out my little books. But we’ll see. I might go out once a week or so, to vary the routine - step away from the Internet, spend more time on a book, take an early shower. Maybe.