Saturday, August 22, 2026

     Bright sun this morning. Shocking. Can’t wear my winter clothes today. My roommate cooks a big dinner last night for various relatives. I am on dish washing detail. We watch my favorite movie SHEEP DETECTIVES on Prime. They are kind enough to stay and be an audience. Third time for me, even better each time.

     We clean off the dining room work table. We have personal stuff, mail, boxes. Library books, papers, computers, and general undefined stuff.  Now it is clear and the stuff is living in my bedroom until the table is available again.

     Sitting on the deck after my nap I close my eyes and listen. Cooing Doves. A wood pecker flies over, small bird chirping, airplanes coming and going, and the drone of highway traffic. I am a modern woman who can throw away uneaten good food and do very small loads of laundry.

     I start reading LIAR’S KINGDOM, how to stop Trump’s deceit and save America, by Andrew Weissmann. An interesting and compelling book.

 

Friday, August 21, 2026

     Thursday morning my car wouldn’t start. It had a flicker of start and then nothing. I do have triple A towing service. All I need to do is call the number on the card. But instead, I wonder around the house like a wounded animal spinning sad stories with bad endings. By the end of the day the fears calmed down.  Friday morning, I will call and ask them to bring me a new battery. Sometimes I make life harder then, it needs to be. I worry about my 18 year old Honda car dying on me. I am too old to develop a relationship with a newer car.

     Two delightful young computer engineers show up, and we sit and talk for hours. They leave with a bag full of garden tomatoes. The tall man comes for a fresh bag of his favorite licorice candy and some conversation.  He takes my car key to see if he can get it started. No such luck. Yes my car starts with a key unlike the modern ones.

     Friday morning I call road service and they come. The hardest part is dealing with the non human voices on the telephone. Car is now working and I am exhausted.

     We watch SATISFACTION IS GUARANTEED , a creepy thriller. Then TED LASSO and TRYING, the best show ever.

 

Thursday, August 20, 2026

     Foggy cold morning, of course.  Why do I think it will be different. I am wearing my winter clothes wrapped in my new throw. And still, I feel cold. My roommate wears summer sleeveless light weight clothes.  We live in different climates in the same house. Maybe an hour of warm sun in the afternoon

     Taking a shower continues to be a struggle. It shouldn’t be but there it is. I avoid the shower by being busy with the mundane tasks of keeping the house running, groceries, refrigerator clean out, dishes, laundry.  Finally, the house is a bit warmer and I have taken my nap, and there is nothing left to do but take the stupid shower. The best part is I don’t have to think about showering for another week.

     A quilting friend stops by with her two new quilts, beautiful quilts she is giving away.  She decides after all that work, she doesn’t like the color. I gave away some of my quilts after working on them for a year.  I was so bored with the fabric. Now I love the quilts I hand sewed.

     I continue to read Jane Harpers new book, LAST ONE OUT. I do wish it wasn’t so sad. Life is difficult for everyone in that small Australian town. I continue to watch GOOD MEDICINE a more upbeat show.  We are hooked by the new TED LASSO series. I am restless waiting for the weekly episode. The war continues, food is more expensive, fire in Big Sur grows, primary elections happen on Tuesdays across the states. We are all tense waiting for the next calamity.