As I mentioned, I went to Andersonville National Cemetery on Monday with Betsy Jones. It was a rather chilly day – never got above 50 – but startlingly bright and clear. We spent a couple of hours in the museum (where some genius had erected a shrine to “Hollowed Ground”) and then two or three more wandering around the park and the cemetery.
For those of you who don’t know, I should explain that Andersonville was an infamous prisoner-of-war camp run by the confederacy during the civil war. The museum is dedicated to POWs in all wars, the park is basically a large open space in which about 13,000 union prisoners died, and the cemetery is a national military cemetery along the lines of Arlington. Monday was the second time that I’ve visited. The museum has been greatly expanded in the last 15 years. The park itself seems to have been scaled back a bit. It’s still quite a thought-provoking place.
After Andersonville, Betsy and I joined her husband for some Indian food (which was fantastic), after which I came home and went to bed. Scott (renter) has returned from Minnesota, and I’m sure he was somewhat taken aback to find that my living room looked like a hurricane had gone through it.
I continued my cleaning ways yesterday. I’ve put all of my DVDs into a binder and have boxed their individual cases (I’ll put those in a closet or something). This was step one in the process to take my television off of the wall and put it on a table in the corner. Hopefully, I’ll be doing that today. That’s going to allow me really to open up my living room and should make it appear quite a bit larger. Future plans for the living room include a new paint job and maybe a hardwood floor.
I also did quite a bit of cleaning in the kitchen yesterday and made some jambalaya (yum). Last night, I watched a football game. Today will probably be a repeat of yesterday in many ways. It’s started out the same, at any rate. It’s 1:00 in the afternoon and I’m still in my bathrobe.
TWD