Wow still hard to believe I have come this far. Sixteen days of no TV. Still looking for the lesson in all of this. I even wonder why I challenged myself to begin with. I think it was because I am looking for something deeper, more meaningful than what TV was providing me. I really don’t feel like I am missing anything spectacular on TV.
I don’t have a good routine down yet. My son said the other day, as I was sitting on the couch staring out the window, he felt sorry for me and wished I could watch TV. He said I looked bored. I told him it was okay and that sometimes it’s good to spend time with your thoughts.
Spent some quality time with my husband. We swam in the pool a lot. Floated around talking and laughing. He told me about his best friend passing when he was a teenager. Something I knew about but we talked more in depth about it. I found out somethings I didn’t know. Things about how he felt. Made me appreciate his gentleness even more.
We went to a Strawberry Festival. John’s idea. When he suggests something like this I am all over it because it doesn’t happen too often. We had a lot of fun. It was very hot. There were tractors, antiques, but not a lot of strawberries, which surprised us both. The day reminded me of my dad. He would have loved it there.