summer heat has moved in and i, with my aversion to heat, feel pushed farther back into my chair, away from the light, away from the heat, away from movement or running around or sweating in it.

the puppy is in total agreement since, when i make a lap, he's there, and takes a good long nap, and gets angry if i try to move him. no, he's saying, stay where you are. this holding still is really good if not the only option.

yet there's stuff to do. stuff on the computer, which i could be doing as i sit here, but don't; stuff just in my room, which needs some cleaning out and redecorating, but worse, stuff in the garden, or outside, that needs tending to. outside, you go out there like i did yesterday, and mow or whatever, you need an extra shower when you come in. that's what happened yesterday. no thanks. i'm sitting still, not sweating.

in a nearby room, another puppy is unhappy. there are also girls to keep track of, as they don't always just stick with the program. getting up for another cup of coffee might be a reasonable option. the lap-puppy might be upset yes but he recovers. the other puppy could be let out if he's truly miserable. i could just kind of do the rounds and see.

but above all, conserve energy. if it's going over 90 out there (?) which it might be, don't go out there. wait 'til dinner. don't fall. one of my books is about old people falling. what percent on the stairs, what percent in the. bathroom, the kinds of injuries they get when they fall. hear hear! i'm already paranoid. don't want to fall. my time of limited mobility is already approaching fast enough. just calm down, sit still, don't go anywhere except deliberately.

the girls, nine and ten, have a lot of energy. we, sixty-eight and seventy-two, have much less. it's like being brought up by grandma and grandpa. you get wisdom, and calmness, but you lose activity, getting and running around. i'm not going to do it. i'm old. i'm going to make another cup of coffee.