Easter Sunday

Got up “late” for me this morning. Stayed in bed until around 8:00 am. Had a little breakfast and then took Hiker out for a walk. Very nice weather this morning. Came home and put my sheets and towels into the washing machine and then vacuumed Hiker's hair out of the carpet. I noticed this morning that I am starting to feel sorry for myself. I don't like this feeling as I have nothing to be “sorry” for. I have my health, my home and I have my Hiker girl. The spring weather has always made me start thinking about going on vacation. I used to always tell Ben that when spring got here, I was ready for a trip to Ferndale, CA (our favorite place). I've been thinking now that I won't be going on those trips anymore, mostly because I won't travel alone and also it would not be fun without Ben being there with me. I'd be thinking of the fun we had together and that would make me sad and I would not enjoy myself. Ben's sister Donna has been wanting me to come to Las Vegas and spend a few days with them, but as I said, I won't travel alone. I wish I was brave like an online friend of mine who lives in Montana. She has no fear of getting in her car and driving around several states every year alone to visit friends. I'm always afraid of having car trouble or something. Later in the afternoon, I took Hiker down to the park and we just sat under the gazebo and listened to the birds singing while the breezes blew. Felt kind of “down” all day.