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“The best time for planning a book is while you’re doing the dishes.”

May 2, 2016

All I can say is ditto about the weather. May has not had a glorious start. Usually by this time we’ve had a few warmish days, but this year the weather is slow to change. We seem to be stuck in the rain belt, but I’ll play Pollyanna’s glad game and say at least it’s not snow.

My dour mood is gone. I feel lighter somehow. I even started the laundry. Last week I went a total of 14 miles. Today I have stuff I want to do so the 14 miles will quickly be eclipsed.

My flamingo and my gnome are getting anxious. They are still here in their winter quarters  and wonder when they can take up residence on the deck, their summer retreat. I wonder the same thing. The deck has to be stained, but the weather just doesn’t cooperate. I’m leaning toward staining in the fall. I’ll have to talk to Sebastian, my neighbor and landscaper, about the possibility of waiting.

I don’t have an electric can opener. I don’t want one. Mine died a few years back, and I chose not to replace it. When I lived in Ghana, I realized how easy it was to get used to not having. Everything was done by hand. I had no machines to make life easier. After a short while, I didn’t care. It was there I learned to cook and bake. I also learned how to pick a really meaty chicken, good eggs, fresh tomatoes and recently cut meat. They were necessary skills for market shopping in Bolga.

Fast forward 40+ years, and my kitchen is a marvel of appliances and machinery. I have two food processors of different sizes, a blender, an electric mixer, coffee grinder, toaster and one of those immersion type things you put in soup to puree the ingredients. All of them have been put to good use. They are time and energy savers, but sometimes I don’t choose to use them.

I grab my cutting board, a good knife for chopping and bags for finished vegetables. I sit in the den, with the TV on and cut and chop. It helps my back not to be standing, and I’m reminded that I can do without. I enjoy the cutting and chopping in the same way I enjoy washing the dishes rather than using the dish washer. I ponder the world when doing what are essentially mindless tasks though I am careful with the knife. I let my mind wander anywhere and just follow along. I’ve never forgotten the value of washing dishes by hand. It is one of the best lessons I learned in Ghana.

“A computer once beat me at chess, but it was no match for me at kick boxing.”

April 23, 2012

My PC is ailing. This morning has been a struggle. I think I’ll have to stop at my computer place and discuss the symptoms. I got so frustrated earlier that the air got blue a few times, but I did feel better afterwards.

We have had two days of rain, and I couldn’t be happier. Everything was just so dry, and there have been brush fires across the state. The red alert for fire possibilities has been in effect for several weeks so I hope the rain has helped lower the dangers.

Today is an out and about day. I have a few errands and some fun shopping which makes those errands more palatable. It is cool enough that Miss Gracie can come. Right now she is napping after her exhausting morning of barking and barking at the rabbit which decided to sit within her view and mock her.

My exertions at the computer have wiped out any original thought. I really hate it when machines out of my control begin to malfunction. With the small appliances, made for obsolescence, I just toss them and buy another. I always figure they were meant for a short life on this earth. But with larger machines like computers or even washing machines, my daily life is totally interrupted. I can’t wear dirty clothes and washing machines aren’t cheap. My MAC can replace my PC but I haven’t transferred all the files so that might be next. I’m groaning at the thought.

My mother always went over her budget when she bought us shoes. She figured the more expensive ones would save her money in the long run. She was right. Ihave the same philosophy with most things, not just shoes. I do a lot of research as sometimes small ticket items are just as good as large but without the fanfare, but I don’t mind spending the money if what I’m getting is worth the price.

Okay, this one is a doozie. The other day I got a free download from Noel Paul Stookey. It was an e-mail sent widespread, “In thanks for your past support of Noel Paul Stookey and Neworld Multimedia Music.” It also came with a video. I laughed and deleted it.

“I washed a sock. Then I put it in the dryer. When I took it out, it was gone.”

April 28, 2011

Rain again today, but it is a warm day and brighter than it’s been. A wind advisory is in effect, and my bird feeders are swaying as are the tops of the huge pine trees. A cardinal has been by a few times checking my front lawn for worms. Yesterday, two robins joined him. Gracie and I will be out in a bit as we have a couple of errands today, mostly animal food. Tonight is trivia.

My dryer turned on but wouldn’t tumble yesterday. Nothing makes me feel as helpless as when an appliance won’t work. I tried the button a few more times hoping for a miracle but got nothing. I called Albert, my appliance fixer, and he came at 9:02 this morning. He did say between 9 and 11. It was a broken hose and was fixed in about ten minutes. I had visions of buying a new dryer as my first thought is always drastic. I figure most appliances have a built in point of death and this dryer has been around a while. Maybe the hose is just a reminder that appliances aren’t built to last and have their own mortality.

Every homeowner has a herd of fixers. I have a great plumber named Warren who always apologizes for his bill. I called him once when my toilet wouldn’t stop running. He checked it out and told me to follow him outside while he got the part. We walked along the side of the street and he picked up a stone or maybe a rock. (I don’t know when size changes one to the other.) He used the stone inside the toilet to make the plug fall, and it worked. The toilet stopped running. My electrician, Shane, is a former student and a long time friend. I hate to call him as he never charges me enough but he does the best work and has great suggestions. Skip is my factotum, and I already have a huge list of jobs for him, a day’s worth. He does just about everything: carpentry, painting, shoveling, plowing and any general fixer-upper stuff. He is a great worker and meticulous. I also have a landscaper and I have cleaning people who come very other week. All I’m missing is a cook and a downstairs maid. I figure I can make do without an upstairs maid.