THINGS CAN ONLY GET BETTER; RIGHT?

What a morning😟 ... it can only get better, at this point.

So, I'm hoping it will 🤔

First thing - the sliding shower doors came completely off their tracks: and are now hanging precariously loose. It was interesting trying to exit the shower without knocking myself out: they aren't as light as they appear, and they are taller than I am, so dancing them into a kinda-sorta upright position was interesting ... while praying to God I wouldn't have to call for help while standing naked in the stall!

The sliding shower doors caved in on me; totally of their tracks; I didn't even have time to get wet yet!

The neighbor guy who usually helps me out in a tight spot didn't know how to fix them.

Know-it-all-sour puss candy, didn't answer the phone in the Office - even though her byline is, "I'm available 24 hours a day - if anyone needs anything CALL ME and I'll get someone right on it".

And I sent out an SOS to someone who may actually be able to help: but won't be available until the actual weekday work hours.

So, the doors are left where they are, propped up by a chair, to stabilize the whole damned thing. And I'm hoping that when someone does actually respond, the structure won't be so warped by the time passing without help, that the whole thing will need to be replaced.

Honestly ... if I didn't have bad luck, I'd have no luck at all 🤬

Times like this, I miss a man in the house.

A BULLET DODGED ~ Elohei is Faithful

So ... when I woke up this morning, I really did not know what to expect; the last thing I remember before the sandman put me under last night, was the raging storm that was escalating and wailing like a banshee all around my house.

Truth be told, I was apprehensive about looking out the kitchen window to see what that flailing pole hanging from tessa’s roof last night had done, damage-wise.

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/12/the-day-started-so-good-and-went-bad-by.html)

When I did look … I saw that the pole was gone: my eyes immediately scanned my carport area before I pulled my coat and boots on to go outside to check for damages.

The rainstorm tore most of tessa's roof tarp and poles off her house. This mess is ridiculous.

No sign of the pole in her yard either ... it's just gone with the wind. The house and lot are a disaster zone.

My car is undamaged.

Elohei was faithful – my car and house was spared from the crappy neighbor's flying debris during last night's rainstorm.

I did not have to haul my Premium BadAss Card out, morph into a tasmanian devil and take a bite out of candy – painfully cutting her down to size; I avoided jail time 😉

However, last night; I did suffer an asthma attack due to the stress. But I had an inhaler at hand (a year old - I rarely use it), and a crisis was avoided. An asthma attack is scary to go through without Bob's calming presence – this is the 1st one I have gone through on my own. I know stress can bring an attack on – but I was still surprised when it came upon me : I knew I was concerned, but I didn't think I was THAT concerned.

This is another area of my life (recognizing and dealing with 'hidden' stress) I am going to have to pay attention to, and bring it under control before it manifests itself in an unwanted condition.

The storm really tore things up overnight ... I am thankful my property was not damaged due to candy and tessa's belligerence.

But I did feel bad for the person that did get the brunt of tessa's flying crap: it was torn off her roof - it flew off, and landed somewhere. Hopefully no one suffered damages from this arrogantly rebellious moron of a woman; and the crap off her roof dropped in an open field.

Feeling immense relief and heartfelt gratitude, I decided to test my healing a bit further: I have been hungering for a particular salad – a salad I have only been able to find in Castle Rock. Delameter Road (my route under normal conditions) is still a messy construction site, so I would have to go an alternate route; about an hour ‘round trip. I wasn’t sure my hip and leg could hold up that long, held in a stationary bent condition without any relief until I reached my destination.

But I wanted that salad: I would risk the drive, and hope for the best 😉

Heron Pointe to Columbia Heights via Pacific Way. 12 mins

Columbia Heights to Lexington - 6 mins

Lexington to Pleasant Hill Road - 7 mins

Pleasant Hill Road to Select Market, Castle Rock - 8 mins

1 hr round trip.

The drive was what I needed after being housebound for over a month: a relaxing country drive, a change of locale, and fresh air.

While I was out and about, I looked high and low for beef liver … there isn’t a store anywhere in town that sells beef liver!

An hour of relaxing driving. 

An hour trolling stores in vain.

And my hip and leg didn’t pitch a fit!

Salad for Supper; I got a few more salads … those will be enjoyed over the next few days 😊 

After eating, I finished up my mitts. 

I am very pleased with the way they turned out! 

MOD Mitts FINISHED!

Perfect ... exactly what I had envisioned.

Sorry … no pattern forthcoming until after the 2021 Bazaar season.