No Enthusiasm

Been nearly a week since the last dispatch.

Thursday, I cruised by the house to drop off the check with Fred. He seemed in quite the funk. Never saw him smoke before. He confided in me that the reason he had to take the 20-minute phone call during our granite excursion last Monday is that he needed to talk to his dad in Israel. Fred's decided to leave his synagogue... he's had a philosophical difference of opinion with his rabbi. So he seemed in a funk.

I know how he feels. I just haven't felt like blogging lately. The doc thinks I have sleep apnea so my ass is dragging; I've been off the anti-anxiety meds for nearly a month, and last week was so hectic that I missed a couple of days of anti-depressants... so that may have an effect ... as might yesterday's being Mom's birthday (who knows... and honestly, right now, who cares... I know that it's hard for me to build up any enthusiasm right about now).

ANYway... Cruised by the house yesterday to show it off to visiting family (yep, Becky, that means you!). The locks are still not installed (hellooooo, Frank?). There seemed to be some wetness in the master bath (it rained over the weekend)... I'm a little concerned about that... I'll need to cruise by and check that today.

Today's the 15th... Fred wants to begin indoor finish work sometime this week to have a shot at getting into the house by the end of the year.

Here's knocking on wood.