Archive for September 22nd, 2008

Ran down to the pantry for some stuff, arrived back up at the kitchen to see him lacing his runners up.

“Uh, what’s happening, Hon?”

“I’m going for a walk.”

Eight years ago, this would have been delightful, today, down right scary. I have only myself to blame as I requested “the only duty of the aides” – take my man for a walk in the neighborhood.

Tonight I went with him, grateful to have caught him before he got out on me. It was 6:40pm and I knew we could make it back before dark – but a terrible fear grips me – if I lose him at night, in a shirt, in the orchards – - -

So, tomorrow off to the security shop to try to find something to hide in his jeans.

Maybe this is why my stomach is aching tonight.