Or probably more accurately, slowing its decline. Then again, maybe I’m the exception to the rule. These musings were triggered after I read about a study showing that regular walking can grow the brain’s white matter and improve memory. Well, the study did say “brisk walking.”
I joke around about cognitive decline and becoming more and more Biden-like, but I do sense that I am not as sharp as I used to be, and I am increasingly forgetful. I guess there are worse fates, I just can’t think of what they are right now, so I’ll forget about it.
Still, I’m doing alright for an old man in decline.
Life is not always goodness and light around here, though. My house was invaded by this monster today:
I hate spiders. With a passion. This is the first one of these I’ve seen in all the time I’ve lived here–at least indoors. I thought about letting him live, but I squashed that idea because I knew I wouldn’t sleep well, wondering where he might be hanging out, maybe even under the sheets with me. Nope. One of us had to go, and I killed him first. No guilt or remorse. You come into my house uninvited; you suffer the consequences.
That’s the kind of excitement I don’t need in my life. I’m hoping for the better kind at the SOB dance contest later today. We also did a very nice hike to the best waterfall I’ve seen since moving here. I’ll share those stories tomorrow.
I feel as if I jinxed things by talking about spiders in an earlier post. Sorry. On the bright side, spiders keep your day from getting boring. They also help out with insects. I don’t know whether that’s a problem for you indoors. Insects, I mean.
No real insect problem other than an occasional beetle. I think the lizards and geckos handle those duties. I actually didn’t want to have to kill the spider but I knew I’d always wonder where he was if I didn’t.