The title of this post is a good description of my life in recent days.  Mark time means to wait.  In military terms, it means march in place without making forward progress.  Yes, that describes it. :surrender:

I’m not able to spend much time here at the computer.  That means fewer posts for you and fewer comments on the posts of my blogger buds.

My sister, Maggie, sent me an e-mail asking about Nellie.  She also asked why I hadn’t posted about her lately.

The answer to Maggie’s queries is that Nellie is still avoiding me most of the time.  She has grown close to Sylvia and spends time on her lap a few times a day.  Once in a while, she will visit me in the evening.  She hops into my lap and I give her a kitty treat or two.  Soon after she is gone.

Wednesday evening, my neighbor and friend, Bud, dropped in for a visit.  While we were chatting, Nellie came into the room.  She spent a lot of time looking at Bud.  Bud talked with her.  Then he moved his closed hand up and down a couple of time on the arm of the recliner in which he was sitting.  Nellie came closer to investigate.  Soon she was on Bud’s lap.  It took a few days before she did that with me.  Go figure.

Yesterday, Sylvia flew to Florida where she will visit with family for 9 days.  Perhaps Nellie and I can bond a bit during that time.  I’m hoping so.

Meanwhile, I can see the appearance of progress in my foot.  The color is nearly normal and the base of the big toe does not hurt when I touch that area.  Still pain continues and the foot is swollen so that I can’t yet wear my loosest tennis shoe. 🙁

The good news is that spring is coming.  I can see the signs of its impending arrival.  I hear the sounds of geese and sandhill cranes as they fly overhead.  At least one turkey buzzard has come back.

How I react to all of this is my choice.  That choice will be to remain optimistic and be happy.  I do get to choose that.