Every Day Is Yours To #Win
On Tuesday I went and got some foot therapy. My first time going there on my own. Without my dad. It all went fine. The therapist was nice as always. He always asks me how my eyesight is doing, and he seemed happy for me that I was able to get there on my own now.
Afterwards I went to the playground to say hello to the goats. I met Alice there and she gave me some further information on our new goat friend. Guess her name? It’s Snehvide. Which means Snow White. I’ve been calling her snowy white, so that was close. It’s not exactly amazingly original, but you can’t deny it fits her. She’s a proper little snow goat. A little older than I thought, though. Two years old. From a playground out in Tilst, I think. They have obviously raised her well. She’s amazingly calm and friendly. Possibly the calmest goat I have ever met. I scratched her all over and she barely moved. Very different from Grethe, who was getting better at it but still didn’t always liked being touched around the sides. Snow White has no problems with it at all.
Almost to the point of being TOO calm. For a goat. But then Magnethe makes up for that. She has grown quite the temper in her later years. This time for example she did not want her neck scratched. She usually loves it. She’ll swirl her head around. And when I’m not doing it she’ll swirl her head and present her neck as if she wants me to do it. But not Tuesday. I only scratched her a little then she started butting me away. I’m not sure why she was in a surly mood. Maybe it’s the pregnancy. Or maybe it’s because of the new, younger goat getting too much attention.
Come to think of it, perhaps there’s another reason. Maybe it’s because she’s been put on a diet. Yes, apparently the vet said she was too fat. I don’t think Magnethe agrees. But she’s not allowed any of the power feed, or whatever it’s called. I don’t think she’ll suffer though. She gets her fair share of everything else.
It was a beautiful day, too. The sun was shining. It was above freezing. It was so warm that I took my hat off. And lost it. Dropped it somewhere on the streets I think. Not one of the ones I got from Deb, luckily. It’s a cloth one, one I got years ago when I thought I was going to Greenland with the family. As I recall it was pretty cheap, so what can you do. I’m not going to miss it until next winter, I hope. Sometimes when it’s really cold I’d wear it under my Deb cap, to protect the ears. But I hope the warmth is here to stay now. It’s spring time according to the calendar, so the weather better catch up.
Meanwhile, R.E.M. has released a new album. Collapse Into Now. I am really loving it. Somewhat to my surprise. I thought R.E.M. was probably a little past it. But no. Still going strong, at least in my book. They’ve been going since the 80s. Amazing. They are still strong in my top 3, with Radiohead and the Pumpkins.
A couple of lines that have really stood out for me:
I don’t have much, but what I have is gold.
I will make it through the day, and then the day becomes the night. I will make it through the night.
I like the positivity and the hopefulness of it. I may not have much, but I appreciate what I have. And I’ll get through a day at a time.
Twentieth century collapse into now.