It Just Never Stops!

Second morning in a row where I’ve come down to the kitchen, only to find that the cats have not made any progress whatsoever in putting that darn treadmill together!

You know, just because the lube hasn’t arrived yet — and won’t arrive until Thursday — doesn’t mean they can’t still put the darn thing together and get it out from the middle of the kitchen floor.

And when I ask them what is taking so long, they sit in the family room, with that dazed sort of look that they’re so good at, and they act like they don’t understand a single word I’m saying.

So there it still sits. Getting in everyone’s way.  Or in my way, at any rate, since I’m the only one, besides them,  who lives here.

Henrietta came back to visit me this morning, at about 5:30am!!! This is her 3rd visit in 4 days. And what I love so much about her visits is that, even though I bring out a really small bowl of dry food for her, she doesn’t eat it. Which means she’s just stopping by to say hello.

She is a sweet and cuddly, but very feisty and bold little cat! (She’s very small and thin with very short hair. And very young.)

All right, gang. I’m sorry, but I must be brief again today! Still editing The Guitar Hero Goes Home but I am almost done!!!!

Have a great Sunday, wherever you are! Thanks for visiting. I leave you with a little bit more from Dylan’s new album, Rough and Rowdy Ways — my late-night listening in bed in the dark music from last night.  A slow one this time: “I’ve Made Up My Mind To Give Myself To You.” Okay. Enjoy. I love you guys. See ya.

“I’ve Made Up My Mind To Give Myself To You”

I’m sittin’ on my terrace, lost in the stars
Listening to the sounds of the sad guitars
Been thinking it all over and I’ve thought it all through
I’ve made up my mind to give myself to you

I saw the first fall of snow
I saw the flowers come and go
I don’t think that anyone ever else ever knew
I’ve made up my mind to give myself to you

I’m giving myself to you, I am
From Salt Lake City to Birmingham
From East L.A. to San Antone
I don’t think I can bear to live my life alone

My eye is like a shooting star
It looks at nothin’ here or there, looks at nothin’ near or far
No one ever told me, it’s just something I knew
I’ve made up my mind to give myself to you

If I had the wings of a snow white dove
I’d preach the gospel, the gospel of love
A love so real, a love so true
I’ve made up my mind to give myself to you

Take me out traveling, you’re a traveling man
Show me something I don’t understand
I’m not what I was, things aren’t what they were
I’ll go far away from home with her

I traveled a long road of despair
I met no other traveler there
Lot of people gone, lot of people I knew
I’ve made up my mind to give myself to you

Well, my heart’s like a river, a river that sings
Just takes me a while to realize things
I’ll see you at sunrise, I’ll see you at dawn
I’ll lay down beside you when everyone’s gone

I’ve traveled from the mountains to the sea
I hope that the gods go easy with me
I knew you’d say yes, I’m saying it too
I’ve made up my mind to give myself to you

© 2020 Bob Dylan

2 thoughts on “It Just Never Stops!”

  1. It is too bad that the cats can’t get it together and put the treadmill together! Oh well….. And I’d say that Henrietta is definitely establishing a pattern.

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