Maria and i decided to take a walk through town this morning, people honked and waved at me and tried to give my hugs (a no-no, alas), I was eager to get to Jack’s Outback, to see what was new, and I was drawn to this statute of a dog and I especially fell in love with this red-rimmed urn, Maria would love it and I hope to get it for it isn’t expensive. I can see it it in her studio.

I went for a second walk this afternoon, this one was almost two miles. According to my Bitfit Flex, I walked 2.85 miles today, took 5,968 steps. I think that’s enough. The walk didn’t bother me, but the sun got to me a bit, I started to sweat and  then we were home. I am listening to my body, my heart. I have not strained or pushed it yet – sweating is a sign of strain but I felt strong, was walking and breathing without pain, I am moving fluidly. As the wounds heal, I am starting to feel the presence of some metal in my chest, that will take some getting used to.

Healing from open heart surgery is an endlessly fascinating process. I walked this morning, had lunch, came home and just collapsed for several hours, I got two new albums I love – “How To Dress Well,” by Ian Cohen, and “A Sunny Day In Glasgow,” by Lindsay Zoladz. Music helps me sleep and relaxes me. I was bored and scanned the news and quickly got upset, I won’t do that again, it actually hurt, I could feel it.

Thursday is our regular weekly dinner with our friends Jack and Kim Macmillan and they volunteered to bring food here but I want to go out as usual. We’ll meet them about 30 minutes from here, I feel up to it, it is good to get out.