It was not difficult to sleep in this morning, and despite
guilt at knowing it would be warmer for working in the yard today, I had to
honor my bed and feel those cool sheets against my skin. Sleeping and food…the two indulgences I have
in life.
It took me a good hour, plus to start moving. I had told Kristo I would let him know when I
was moving, and felt kinda bad because he was sitting in a coffee shop in
Shingle Springs (though if he was ‘waiting’ on me, I have no idea…I simply take
on issues that like, whether I have reason to or not) and here I was, lounging
about, then listening to The Good Luck Thrift Store, dancing in my
kitchen. Still – I got it together and told
him I’d be good to go in 10 minutes then I headed outside to remove the “red beauty bark.” He let me know he’s be here shortly. Within a half an hour, his truck pulled in
and, after almost a year of communicating ‘not-face-to-face’ I got to meet Kristo LIVE! What a rad guy. We talked for quite a while before getting
started on the yard…he told me about parts of his AT thru hike, life, etc. There are so many things we have in common, including
a couple of life/heart-affecting incidents we share via a compound we both know
of.
We headed down to Sierra Landscaping to get the black “beauty
bark” (how’s that, Sabol?) and the DG for the path. We had to make a few trips, but got everything
we needed. I was treated to a few
detours and saw parts of Placerville I’ve never seen. Kristo mentioned many hiking sites in the vicinity
that I’ve never explored with the kids…looking forward to getting out there
with the tribe soon. After we unloaded the
DG, I invited him to lunch as thank you for helping me transport the stuff. The newest place since his adventure on the Appalachian
Trail was Pizza Bene, so we headed there.
I honestly had a life changing salad there… no lie. Great talking and after, we walked around
Placerville a bit. I am NOT Kidding One Bit: it was nice hanging around a man
again (DON ‘T FREAK OUT ON ME, Kristo, I’m
just making an observation since the other guys I hang out with are gay or
married). This is a terrific thing for
me to realize as I had figured I was preparing for Cat-Ladyhood.
Kristo headed off and I got busy moving the DG and the bark
to its new home. Despite the lateness in
the day, I broke out in a sweat quickly.
Brent pulled in across the street and we had our usual double entendre
convo: this one was about the large,
hard, erect stone I had placed in the yard.
<sigh> Considering we are
both single and solo, we are really the last who should be talking like this, seeing as we
have no outlet for our “energy”<grin> It wasn’t long after that Steve and Stephanie
(the inspiration for my yard renovation) walked by. We spoke a bit and soon everyone went back
to their respective homes, I watered down the DG, going inside myself as the sun
began to set. I remembered I hadn’t put on any make-up this
morning, noticing after moving the bark that I looked like a blackface actor
from the 20s. Yuk. I felt horribly guilty and much preferred last
week-end when I had a lovely dirt tan, looking healthy rather than racist.
The only solution was a shower. I washed away and ended up not finding
anything comfy to wear so decided to go au natural…only I MUST remember to shut
the front door as I’d rather not share
all THIS <pointing to self> with my neighbors or ransom passers-by. I spent the evening eating leftover pizza,
delicious (life-changing) salad and spending time with David Tennant. It was wonderful having my hiking-self awoken
and I am looking forward to many lessons from Mr. Hammonds.
Pictures: The Mostly Finished yard and Mabi, watching in fear as David Tennant/Doctor Who fights Robot Mercenaries in Season 3
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