1 April 2020
Changed the picture because I figured that y’all might be tired of looking at my ugly mug. It is April Fool’s day and my late mother’s birthday. She was an April Fool’s joke on the world and a leading contestant for “The Worst Mother in the World”. She was a sociopath (read psychopath) whose only real concern was for herself. I’ve long since forgiven her for the lack of caring for we three boys. She was, apparently, sick and couldn’t help herself. Anyway, all of that has been a long time ago. The point of this exercise is to encourage you, during this forced closeness, to forgive even if you can’t forget. Carrying all of that anger through years or decades is really bad for your mental health.
Look at this, if you thought that the world wasn’t gone completely off its’ rocker. The level of stupidity and avarice is off the chart.
Today was not a busy day. Again I spent much of the day avoiding going under the floor and do the bit of leveling needed to finish my under floor project. There was a kitchen to clean, floors to sweep, news to read, TV to watch and wood to be brought inside.
Speaking of wood. Summer took ‘The Beast’ to Dan’s place where he is adding to his home. He is doubling the size of his ‘bachelor pad’. His existing home is beautiful but the new addition it will be near magnificent. Anyway, he had a truck load of ‘drops’ sawn off lumber he’d used in the construction. They loaded these scraps and they’ve been lying piled up in the bed of ‘The Beast’ for several days. Some of them were too long to go into the wood stove. I, reluctantly, decided to get off my duff and unload the truck and cut the ‘too large’ into usable pieces. All of the wood, newly sawn and others, had to be moved into the tent housing the firewood. All of it took a couple of hours and got me outside for some fresh air and exercise.
Summer had to go to town to get some parts for her newly installed shower. While she was there she bought, amongst other things, some Fritos. I like Fritos. My first exposure to the Frito frenzy was in high school. Prior to high school you could not buy whatever you want for lunch. At lunch, I would often have Fritos and ice cream. Of course, mixed together. The salty and sweet was delicious. What a nice memory. Lunch was my favorite class in high school. To say that I was “an uninspired student” is to make a really huge understatement. Aside from Fritos, I loved the library. I read 3-4 books a week during my 3 years at Hueytown High School. I did read the text books at the beginning of the year and took them to class but their residence at 3PM was my locker. All of those wonderful library books were the ones that went home with me.
Summer described her trip to town as scary. She said that some people weren’t abiding by the social distancing and she was almost afraid to touch anything. She is scared that she will bring the Hoax Virus home to me. She had some disinfectant wipes that she kept using after she left the stores. I, however, am not really worried about the Hoax Virus. I was going to go to town myself but Summer wasn’t having it. Since her car is parked so that I can’t get ‘The Beast’ out into the street she has me trapped here. Upon her return she stated “I’m not going back to town for a couple of weeks”.
Her return supplied me with the parts to finish her shower. The minor problem was that there was no metal pipe of the correct length. She purchased a plastic pipe that I was able to shortened to make it work. She now has a fully operating shower/tub in what was once a half bath. She is one happy camper to have her own private bath.
Well, I suppose I’m through complaining about stuff that I can’t do anything about anyway. As it happens, I’ve run out of excuses to avoid going under the floor so, I guess, tomorrow is the day.