I’m numb over numbers today. I have added and subtracted the clothes I use for walking multiple times this week, piling on layers 1 day, removing layers the next day, carrying extra layers with me just in case. Go figure … there seems to be no happy medium. When I departed this morning it was 61 degrees and 91 percent humidity which was a little cool but clammy. I really wasn’t sure what clothes combo to don when it was time to leave and ended up wearing 2 much.

Numbers were numero uno on my mind this morning. You must have heard by now that there was a single winning ticket from Wednesday’s huge Powerball lottery. That is an obscene amount of money for a person to win so I hope it was either a group who purchased the ticket or a good-hearted soul who will share. Unbelievably, this whopper winning is nearly sliced in half if the lump sum option is chosen and it whittles down to a mere $223 million – about $134 million after taxes. This is far from chump change, even after taxes! As I write this post, the media is camped out around the gas station just off the expressway in Lexington, South Carolina waiting for someone to show up and claim that big prize. They may have a long wait if you recall the last big Powerball winner who never came forward for several weeks. The gas station owner is already licking his chops over his windfall as well.

Some more numbers madness – what the heck happened to the Tigers last night? You will note that I said “the” Tigers. When they are as abysmal as they were in last night’s 8-0 loss to Seattle, they kinda sorta cease being “our” Tigers and instead become “the” Tigers. I can relate to the “our” versus “the” syndrome. As an only child, when I was growing up and did something well, like receiving good grades or some other achievement along those lines, it was “our” daughter as opposed to when I did or said something silly, then my parents would say “your” daughter … same principle.

Notwithstanding the loss last night, the Tigers’ magic number now stands at 5. I use their magic number to segue to my magic number in my personal race to surpass the car’s mileage with my walking mileage for 2013. Unfortunately I went on a four-wheel foray to get my flu shot and some apples yesterday so I racked up five miles more on the car. Right now I have 19.75 miles more to walk to equal the amount of miles currently on my car. I hope to accomplish this feet, er feat, within a week.

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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