This morning, after listening to my weekly news update (I only allow myself one of those “news” updates), I washed that nonsense out of my hair/got dressed/and visited with friends for a good part of the day.
There were no more
sleeveless tops in the closet, so I chose a top I hoped wouldn’t get stuck to my
healing shoulder wound – I only do laundry every two weeks … and my stupidity bruising
episode, happened fairly recently (last Tuesday morning); the sleeveless
tops I need still need a few more days drying time. I like my clothes dry-dry;
and they tend to shrink in the dryer, so I line dry them (plus, they fit
over my breasts area more comfortably when not dried in the dryer 😉).
I spent about 2 hours with
friends at Oak Point, then on my way home I got a call inviting me to Supper
out Coal Creek; my friends in the country there, had not yet seen my bruising,
though they knew about it.
So,
when I sat down in a patio chair on their sunny patio, the first thing said
in unison was: ‘Let us see’ – and I showed them (removing my sunglasses, and lifting my top sleeve), laughing while I told
then how it all happened – ending with, “I feel so stupid.”
My ‘Blame It On
The Moon’ Post: https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/07/blame-it-on-moon.html
Bless F’s heart,
he hauled out his cell phone and showed me pictures of his falling snafu, saying, “At our age, we need to slow down and
not be in such a hurry: we don’t bounce like we used to”.
Agreed 😉
I have been blessed with good friends 😊
I spent another 2 hours in
the country, a little closer to home; before parking the car in the carport
back home that claimed some of my face and shoulder skin a few days ago.
I changed my sandals for
flip-flops, and went outside to water my flowerbeds and garden area.
The garden hose was
seriously leaking at the hose and water-wand junction. Several times I turned
the water off and tried to figure out what the problem was – eventually, I
settled on the thought that the rubber washer was missing (a memory of Bob
replacing these things in the kitchen faucet when water sprayed everywhere,
popped into my thoughts); I looked all around the area the water-wand had
been resting between uses. Nothing. So, I finished watering the garden: getting
my pant leg and flip-flops wet.
The flowers in the front
flowerbeds are spotty (some died off following the surprise late-season snow);
my flowerbeds look like they have mange. The veggie plantings are
struggling to get up to speed, due to the late-season sowing (most of my
onion transplants died due to the torrential rainfall that followed the aforementioned
snow – and it’s too late to replant). All that is really thriving is the apples
trees, blueberry bushes, strawberries (behind schedule), and
nasturtiums.
As I turned off
the faucet, and was rolling the hose up for storage in its basket … I saw the black rubber washer in the basket
bottom. So, I slipped it back in
place 😉
It was an eventful day today.
Some of the stuff learned
was frustratingly annoying – like the news: I gave it little time to eat into
my day.
‘Is There a Vaccine
for Donkeypox?’ Post: https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/07/is-there-vaccine-for-donkeypox.html
Some stuff was highly
enjoyable – like shooting the breeze with friends.
Some stuff was dutifully necessary
– like watering the gardens, and hoping my tender bruised areas wouldn’t get
sunburned and complicate the healing process.
Some stuff was done while
stretching my comfort zone a bit – like talking to a semi-stranger on the phone
(semi, because we’ve only ever communicated on FB; this evening I called his
hospital room to see how he’s doing). I knew him briefly in high school,
and I know he doesn’t have anyone in his life at the moment … and a lengthy
hospital stay can wear on the nerves and emotions.
He came into my life 3½ years
ago, and encouraged me with kindness and shared his memories of Bob with me through
the first year of widowhood; if I can help him in this small way (a voice on
the airwaves), that is what friends are for.
