What a very long three days. I’m so grateful the garage sale is over and that a lot of stuff left my driveway. I wish it had been more only because now I’ll have to find a way to eliminate what’s left. Salvation Army isn’t picking stuff up. I’m going to call Northwest Center and see if they are doing pickups. If not, I’ll have to make several trips to various donation sites. Still, stuff that's been around for decades and decades now occupies someone else's space and we all made a little money.
I’m writing this Monday
morning (today) and feel as though someone came into my bedroom and beat me
from head to toe with a stick. I slept really hard and know once I’m up and
moving around, I’ll begin feeling more like myself.
Now, it’s time to do
laundry and clean up the house. It’s been more than a week since I actually did
any cleaning, so the house really needs it. I’m not sure I’ll actually get
there today, but eventually. For today, I have to call Magic Toyota if the check
engine lights are still on in my car…not a happy surprise to see that
yesterday. It happened once before and they just needed to turn them off, so I’m
hoping that’s the case here. I also need to decide where to meet a friend for
lunch on Thursday and prepare AJ’s 50th birthday present for
Wednesday. And water…I haven’t watered a thing for days and days and am
surprised everything isn’t just falling over.
Finally, I need to
continue the SHE saga. I’ve written a fairly boring chapter which will appear
tomorrow. So, besides all the other shit wanting attention, SHE is at the top
of my list because I want to know what comes next for her. There’s a part of me
that seriously wishes me, myself and I were all in that van with SHE, and we
are to the extent my imagination allows. Still, what fun it would be to
actually be SHE and be journeying on down the road.
Until tomorrow.