I’m waiting this morning for the refrigerator repairman, hopeful we can get power restored soon. I shortened my run to just over the minimum mile to meet him at the house. Whatever the damage, it’s nothing compared to the horrors that surround us thanks to hurricane Ian. Pieces of screen, siding, roof tiles, tarps, and tree limbs litter the neighborhood. We’re not sure what caused the issue with our kitchen  refrigerator, but a power surge is suspected. I’ll know for sure in the next hour or so, additionally hoping that it’s something simple or overlooked and not Halloween spooks!

My wife and Tally are at the dog park, as is their daily custom. I have a chiropractor appointment later, but the rest of the day will probably be spent in my office chair writing or watching TV. I am, however, getting restless with all this down time, searching for a more constructive way to spend my days. If I could just move some of the discipline that it takes to run every day into other areas of my life. However, the morning exercise seems to sap my strength rather than motivate me to do more as it did in the past. 

The grandkids were here last night for sloppy joe’s. They only stayed about an hour-and-a-half. I hadn’t seen most of them in over a month but we still had little to talk about. My granddaughter’s school finally reopened from storm damage after nearly three weeks. She’ll need to make those days up later in the year. We chatted about Halloween costumes but I was not familiar with the characters that they chose, especially my grandson who will dress like a creature of his own design. We sent them off with Halloween cards holding cash for candy of their choosing. My wish is simply no tricks from the refrigerator repair guy or the warranty company. Happy Halloween!