Down the Hall on Your Left

This site is a blog about what has been coasting through my consciousness lately. The things I post will be reflections that I see of the world around me. You may not agree with me or like what I say. In either case – you’ll get over it and I can live with it if it makes you unhappy. Please feel free to leave comments if you wish . All postings are: copyright 2014 – 2021

I’ll Take A Breath In August


NOW THAT WINTER IS OFFICIALLY OVER, even though it is snowing outside my window, it is time to start thinking about summer and travel plans. I think I’m going to need to rest up for this.

I’m not counting this short getaway to Bloomington in our travel plans. It is close to home and requires five minutes worth of planning. The rest of the summer is another story.

In April we will be heading up to western Michigan for a four day church convocation. My function for this is to be arm candy for my wife. I’m good at that.

May is, for some reason, currently open. I expect that to change.

June is the biggie. We will be flying out to Salt Lake City, Utah for the annual church meeting. I am our congregation’s delegate to this so I will actually have to go to various meetings and vote on this, that, and the other thing. This will last about 8 – 10 days. But rather than return home we will be joining a couple of other folks for a weeklong exploration of southern Utah and its National Parks. I’m not doing the driving, so I’m cool with it. After we are finished “oohing” and “ahhhing” and taking several million photos designed to bore everyone we know, we shall finally return home, flying to Indianapolis from Las Vegas just in time for my birthday.

Pausing only long enough to do some laundry, go through all of our junk mail, and check to see what mysterious objects have materialized in the backyard, we will be off again.

This time we will be winging our way to Texas for the annual Gathering of the Generations.  Every year it grows as new babies are born into the fold. If a similar gathering was done by my side of the aisle we could all meet in a mid-size sedan.

It is nice to see everyone and do a head count around the table, but I do wish this could be done in October when the thermometer is not reading in triple figures. South Texas in the summertime is not too different from the surface of the sun – only more humid. I like warm weather, just not to the point of spontaneous combustion.

And then there is the question of my sinuses.

I don’t know if there is something blooming down there when we are visiting or if it is the Absolute Zero Air Conditioning Units, but it seems that every time we visit Texas in July my sinuses go into Ark Building Mode and begin to drain by the gallon. I usually end up flat on my back for a day or three. Oh, what I do for family unity.

If there is one thing I can say about those fine folks in the South – they love their air conditioning. It may be 103 degrees outside, but walk through that door and it is a bit frosty inside. It instantly fogs up my glasses and, as far as my sinuses are concerned, it is, “Cry havoc! And let slip the dogs of war!”

Not that I’m complaining, mind you.

So, the way it looks now, we will finally return to Terre Haute (That’s French for “We’ve lost your luggage.”) in the first week of July. After that I will go into a hyperbaric chamber to decompress from jet lag, too much food, and too much smiling.

I’ve done it before; I know I can do it again. I’m a professional.

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