Evacuations

I felt good for most of the day today.

I woke up in time to play tennis. I won the set 6-2 and scored the final point of the game. My partner? Oh, yes, I had a partner. He happened to be the best player, but he was coming off an injury. So, I won 6-2!

Speaking of speaking with a soft voice, which I was doing yesterday, I have noticed something about some tennis players. When they are winning, they announce the score as 4-2, but when they are losing they announce the score as 2-4. When I am losing 2-4, I announce it as 4-2, hoping to negotiate a 3-3 settlement, It doesn't usually work, but it is worth a try.

The bowel issue continues to plague me. It causes stress and consternation in my daily life, particularly tonight. That is certainly the way I feel this evening. I think the officials in Houston are doing a far better job at dealing with evacuations than I am. I am feeling down as a result and my voice is all but gone.

Time for my evening soak and a few minutes of Cash Cab. Playing tennis made me feel good this morning and I want to do it again tomorrow.