May 25, 2015

I was frightened last night…not sure why, specifically. All I know is my window is wide open at night and there I sleep, inches away.  There is a motion light – which is on all the time because it doesn’t work correctly, but really?  How useful are those?  There have lately been a lot of transient people walking in the area and I heard they sleep on the hill across the way.  I also know of transitional housing in the vicinity…so where do people go when they are kicked out?  The hill.    It is not my intention to say anything negative about the homeless population, but addicts who are desperate and not in their right frame of mind is something different, entirely.

I couldn’t get started again; it’s because my goal was to write the case study.  I hung around…did some mindless reading, and then managed to get moving.  There were quite a few interests on the dog kennel, so I went outside to straighten that up and prepare for later.  The kitchen beckoned as I had made tea last night for kombucha, round three.  Somehow that turned into cleaning out the freezer and then it happened:  “Make us…you know you want to….”  Those frozen tortillas were whispering to me, ever so softly.  How interesting that I also had the right combination of cheeses left over from the torch nacho celebration at Hipnic.  Hypnotically my body began moving, making nachos without issue….  It’s a vicious addiction, indeed.  

It had been some time since I spoke to my sister, so after the nachos were consumed (voraciously, might I add), I called her to inquire about the move and get some information for the financial advisor.  I miss her.  Ingrid was letting me know that Olivia's dad had died and that today would have been his birthday.  This was off, because I also happened to have a father who  had died, but his birthday was May 28.  This was a funny moment...but wow, I really do miss that man terribly.  I feel a little "lucky", if you can call it that, because there were so many years in my life where I wasn't in touch with my family, but that means I didn't get to share life with them.  Rocky family relationships - it's a double edged sword.   There were some financial questions that Olivia and I  had no idea about, so I got in touch with a friend of mine who is a CPA and also was involved in the great Hipnic Torch Nacho Celebration!!!  It seems that I will also need the assistant of a CPA and so, on bended knee (hypothetically) via the internet and FaceBook, I proposed to him, asking him to be my CPA Dude and he accepted!!!  I should probably change my relationship status on Fb to “Has a CPA.”

After the excitement of my new-found relationship, I went into my bedroom totackle something very intimidating <No!  Not that!!> – installing a blind.  I have not had much luck with this type of thing and had actually given up almost immediately, but my friend Judy let me know she had confidence that I could do it.  That was all I needed.  I got everything out again and accepted the challenge.  I’m not sure it is exactly right, but the blind is hanging straight and doesn’t look half bad. Shortly thereafter, I sold the kennel to a kind woman and her hearing-impaired daughter.  It was time to head to Home Depot to pick up a few things.

 

While picking up some vinegar at Rite Aid (for weed killer) the young clerk and I discussed weight loss and women’s attitudes ( had commented that I was buying candles rather than chocolate because I hopefully wouldn’t gain any weight from the candle).  The weight I am at now (162 a few days ago) is something I struggle with on a daily basis.  I don’t care what any one else, thinks, it is my own opinion that I am about 20 pounds too heavy.  I think if my clothes fit me better and I felt ok, that I would be fine with my weight, but I’m not.  I’m also super irritated that nachos aren’t a superfood, because I certainly think they’re super.  I get too tired at night to write and I’ve also not been taking notes throughout the day. I’m going to try to get back to that…this brain is not well-known for recollecting.

Pictures: Omaha Beach  as the allies land in Normandy.  Thank you to those soldiers and the countless others who gave their life;  Ingrid's head.  I love that little girl; My neighbor on the harp.  Soon I shall learn guitar and we will form a kickass band.  I'm already envisioning us at Bonnaroo next year.  The sunset with a little aid from a filter <it really was pretty, though!!>