Beautiful Things

I walked the hill today.  I'm on well on my way to get 20,000 steps.  It felt good to go for that walk.  

Being a remote worker for the last 4 plus years, I forgot about morning traffic.  I'm thinking Oh, if I can get out the door by 7:30, I'll be . . . stuck in traffic.  It's ok.  It wasn't so bad. I didn't mind the reroute that I had to take when I got off the freeway to get to my destination.  I got time on my side this week and it was nice to see the trees changing colors as I drove down Humboldt this morning.

I started listening to Hunter Biden's Beautiful Things and well, I felt a little teary eyed listening to the prologue where he talked about the MAGA supporters surrounding his house in 2019 while he was writing this book and his wife was 5 months pregnant.  He has been hunted like an animal by these people and all because of one man.  I got a better understanding of the relationship he had with his older brother Beau.  They were connected as little boys and as adults. 

I loved how Beau had wanted to appreciate the beautiful things when he beat the illness that well, beat him.  He wanted him and Hunter to own a law firm and take on cases that were about beautiful things.  That whole passage got to me too.  Beautiful things.  I am really loving listening to Hunter's story and understanding what people have gotten wrong about him.  

When I came home, I saw that my next door neighbor was in his garage. I thought please don't let him come over when I pull into my garage. I don't want to talk to him.  He's just a gossip and not a very nice person.  He has really shunned my mom and I after he told us that we could come to him if we had any problems with the monster.  Something happened to him and I don't know what.  He's been doing yard work today and was in our yard because some of his property is over the fence he put up.  I'm sure he'll report the monster to the city for the dog poop.  I hope he steps in it.  I came back one day and I saw him in his yard and I just said hello to him with no response.  He stared at me blankly.  I was rushing past and said hello as a courtesy.  I didn't stop to talk to him about the monster. I was on my way and he ignored me.  I don't get him.  Then again this is the same guy who told my mom that he was happy that people died from Covid because of all the money he got.  That's sick.

I think my mom is sleeping. I don't want to bother her.  Sleep is a good thing.  She'll say she needs more coffee.  Nah.  Enjoy a nap.  I'd like to do the same as well.   Sleep is a beautiful thing.

Seeing the leaves on the trees change color is a beautiful thing.  Looking at my cat's striped colors is a beautiful thing. Seeing her put her paw over her eye while she sleeps are a beautiful thing.  Being able to take this time off is a beautiful thing.

Listening to this book has been a beautiful thing.  Sometimes it's the small things that make time off a beautiful thing.  

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