I woke up this morning a little before 7 am and went upstairs to say good morning to Jodi and her 3 kids. Hearing the little girl talk makes me smile. The accent is so funny. No offence Kiwis, but the accent rocks.
I take a coffee and head back downstairs to work on my blogs and video editing. This is my big goal today, to catch up.
Shortly after 10 am I went upstairs to talk to Jodi about where I could do a nice short walk. She tells me about the Boswell Track, which you can see her house from. She also tells me it would take maybe an hour; it is a nice short trail.
I should have thought about her words a little closer. Jodi is a very fit mother of 3. A short, easy walk to her is probably a death walk for me.
Anyways, an hour into my stroll I started thinking. What the heck, I walked enough yesterday, why I am I doing this. Oh yeah, it is a nice, easy walk, Jodi says. Then I see the end, the road is in sight. Woot Woot! I am almost home free. Nope, a frigg’n monster hill on the road I have to walk back up to get to her house. Half way up the hill, I feel my life passing by me. I thought about calling my mom and saying goodbye. I died on the road, please take care of pet rock.
Okay, Okay, I am full of it. It wasn’t that bad. I actually really enjoyed it, and had time to make a few short video logs. Check them out here.
The rest of the day was good. I worked on blogs and my new channel. Talk to Jodi about her blog and what she does. I love getting to know people, and I love telling them about me. Lol.
Here is Jodi’s blog.
It is now 8:30 pm and I hear Al Bundy calling.