Yup, days in the sun get long rather quickly and so can the dirt, drama, and details so let's dive in and see what changes are happening that brings on this title tonight.
Getting more involved in the Sunday sunday softball means long days at the fields which means certain preparations must be part of my Saturdays to shorten Sunday morning prep and be sure I take care of myself on Sunday. So I am noting the things I want to remember to do here in the hope that writing the needed actions will help me remember. First, I must get some sleep Saturday evening if I am going out Saturday night or I will be exhausted by the afternoon on Sundays. I must take extra vitamins, especially extra B Complex and C, Sunday morning and afternoon and possibly evening. I must prepare some snacks for the field so I am not left with only concession stand food all day long (or end up over-eating Sunday evening because I did not eat much all day). I must remember the sun block, not just to bring it, but to put it on a few times throughout the day. I must increase the amount of water and electrolyte drinks I bring to the fields and bring a larger cooler as the summer heat comes to prevent over-heating. Other prep actions will come to me as I do more long Sundays in the sun.
The reason I increased my Sunday time at the fields is I joined the Ratings Committee. In order to keep the softball teams fair and prevent injuries, ASA (American Softball Association) Rules require a league that wants to be sanctioned by ASA (and we are because there are many benefits) to have a Ratings Committee that rates the skills of each player based on ASA criteria. Based on rating, a player is in a Division. The Divisions are similar to baseball and we have A, B, C, D, and Social Divisions. Some Leagues have an E Division which is all for fun. D is a little more competitive but still recreational softball. C is considered competitive softball. B and A are competitive at higher skills levels. The safety importance of having players rated properly is that it keeps a very skilled player who can hit the ball 90 or more miles per hour from hitting against players who would not be able to react in time to stop a ball going that fast. The fairness issue is that it is not fun to lose all the time and recreational players playing highly very skilled players would lose all the time.
So my Sundays start early in the morning for the next five weeks as I watch and rate players. Left for the fields about 8AM and didn't get home until after 8PM. This gets me more involved with the league leaders and others so by the afternoon we are either tailgating or going out for dinner at one of the host bars and grills. It is, of course, all part of the plan to increase my socializing and fill the vast void left by the lived-in sharing Jackson provided (when she was home... she was hardly home in the past year due to work and relationship... wish she hugged more too, but nobody's perfect, aye? lol) and possibly even find another live-in best friend and who knows, maybe even fall in love again (anything's possible in cartoons, ya know?). Today (back to the details), the dinner was at Graffiti Junction and consisted of a melted cheese sandwich (much more cheese than your average cheeseburger... four slices is standard on this one) with a burger in the middle and cheese inside the burger, brie (yes, additional cheese) and bacon on top, and grilled onions on the side. Also, tater tots. The body craved protein and salt and fat and carbs and the taste buds craved barbecue cheeseburger food. Yum.
After the long day I returned home to pack and clean some more and watch more of the DVRed shows because the days of the DVR (and cable TV for that matter) are numbered. I will miss my TV friends (some feel like family in that odd fictional reality way if you know what I mean) and even more, I will miss sharing watching the shows we enjoy together with Jackson. Alas, life is change and this is the best change I've seen her make since I've known her so yay and move on. As I may have mentioned and surely will most likely repeat much more than you will want to hear, the postion of live-in best friend is now open once again.
The place is almost ready for tomorrow, the almost last day of the move. I am subconsciously dragging my feet and denying the reality of the end of days for living in this shared space and even more ignoring the sudden changes from luxuries to bare naked living just a step or few front the street life I've known before. Knowing this allows me to still be prepared for the change and laugh at the attempt part of my mind is making to fool the rest of my mind, or me, for that matter. Hey, loneliness is no fun and everybody deals with challenges in their own way and mine works, so cheers for me too and hope yours does as well.
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