Day 668

Another beautiful day. It's hard not to like October in Texas. Unless the rainy season starts early and ruins the State Fair, it's typically the nicest month of the year. I'm enjoying our morning walks again. My aches and pains have subsided and the dogs seem to have taken a break from their usual tugging and pulling. They now seem to enjoy lingering to smell things along our path. I could walk a lot longer on days like this, but there is always plenty of work waiting back at the house.

After breakfast this morning, I took the old mattress out to the street to be picked up by the bulky and brushy trash trucks that should be arriving next week. Moving a king sized mattress without assistance is not the easiest thing in the world. For starters, the mattress is fairly heavy, but the real problem is the size. I couldn't really get a grip on the thing without it flopping over and making me start over. I finally got the unwieldy mattress over the back fence, down the alley and moved to it's designated spot near the curb. After taking care of the old mattress, I added the dead tree limbs I trimmed last week to the pile.

I figured that all this activity should count as exercise, so I didn't do my physical therapy exercises today. I did go to my session though, and discovered that this wasn't my last day after all. Insurance is going to cover me for another week , so I will have sessions next week as well. I have become a believer in physical therapy and in physical activity in general during the past two weeks. I didn't used to think I needed an exercise program at all. Hey, I walk the dogs, mow my own grass, vacuum the house periodically and climb up on the roof every time it rains. That should be enough, shouldn't it? As it turns out that, even with all this activity, I wasn't exercising the correct muscle groups and still have poor upper body strength. We'll try to fix all that this Fall.

I balanced my checkbook today and discovered once again that more money was going out than was coming in. My problem is that frugality never really appealed to me. I lead a simple life in many ways, but instead of champagne living on a beer budget, I would much prefer beer living on a champagne budget. The only real solution to this dilemma is more clients. Surprisingly, I might have actually found one this afternoon.

It turns out that the guy who had been doing my physical therapy is actually the owner of the place. He started talking about advertising today while he was pulling on my neck and I mentioned that I was pretty good at solving advertising problems. We're going to have a meeting next week and there's a chance that I'll get his advertising business. I'll see if I can put together some sort of a presentation this weekend that I can show him on my iPad. I'm optimistic at this point. A surprisingly large percentage of people I run into actually end up being clients. I just don't see many people these days.

It's going to be a busy weekend. The house is dirty. I still have two videos to finish for my doctor client. And of course, the dogs need Halloween costumes.

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