Saturday night – in my father’s shoes

I woke up this morning eager to go for a run..  there was a hitch, though.. i had no runnign shoes. You might recall that I’d managed to forget my suitcase at the airport  last night.. and .. of course.. my runnign shoes were in that bag.  What to do ?

 

I went to look for old pairs of shoes.. and look what I found.. a pair of nearly brand new ASICS  that had been my dads. Dad was a runner for nearly 40 years … these were good..

 

My dad left big shoes to fill

I slipped them on.. a little tight, but comfy.. I ran in them.. and that felt good..

they were so comfy that I wore them all day.. and it was a very busy day.. it started with me finding this spider in my backpack.. must have hitched a ride in my latest trip

i was wearing those shoes when we went up to hep our good friends Time  and Jen move  out of their house

 

I helped jen unpack  about 400 recently fired samstones

once all the furniture was moved.. we went back home .. then started taking down our storm windows

 

Since I had to put the windows away, i had to move the stuff for the trampoline.. so I set that up

by the end of the day we’d done a huge list of chores around the house,

  • helped our friends move
  • Moves soem of their furniture into our house
  • moved the snowboard  rail
  • taken apart the old raft
  • taken down and stored the downstairs storms
  • taken down and stored the upstairs storms
  • fixed the speaker
  • checked and services  the central vac and water softener

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he end of that, we were ready for soem relaxation. Our freinds Kevin and Betsy were up visiting thier daughter Meagan and BF Sam .. s\We met them for dinner at Mexicalis’

All  done wearing  my dads  shoes

They say you dont knwo a man until you’ve walkeda mile in his shoes..

I know my dad.. and I know his shoes..

 

Miss you Pa

 

nite all, nite sam

-me

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