Category: Good Things

That’s a very good thing, because when I hauled my carcass out of bed yesterday morning I was sure that I’d broken every major muscle and joint in my body.

It makes sense. I’d spent 3 years metaphorically chained to a 3×3 area in front of a desk in a cubicle, not doing a whole lot of physical activity. Then all at once, I was demanding a ton of physical activity of my joints & muscles, my body had every right to be seriously pissed off. Guess what? It was!

This morning there are only minor kinks. My hands are working properly again so working on my computer is a lot easier. So it looks like my body and I will not be divorced anytime soon, I was pretty sure that I’d be served with divorce papers from God yesterday morning. This was especially true when I started carrying things up into the house from the car.

So it’s on to the next things… Unpacking and integrating things from the apartment back into the house. Oh Joy! Followed immediately thereafter by moving the automatic bill pay items from the Credit union in San Diego to the Credit union up here. While that is a pain in the ass, it will ultimately be for the better because of the address snafu that is jamming me up with the Credit Union in San Diego. I’ll be closing the San Diego account as soon as all the finances are settled.

I did play “Rearview Town” from Jason Aldean as I left San Diego. The other thing that was funny was how many U-Hauls were heading up the I-15 on Monday. I thought I was part of a mass migration. I’d been noticing a lot of folks in U-Hauls over the past few months but had chalked that up to me being more aware since I was moving too.

I’m wondering if there was more to it, since I had trouble locating a one-way truck for my move.

I’ve often wondered if California has “Moving Cams” at the state line. Cameras like that could count the number of moving trucks headed into and out of the state. I wonder if it would be about equal or if there are more folks moving out than coming in.

I am going to arrange to get a massage. As I was thinking about that, I remembered my massage therapist has a chart of the muscular system on the wall and sometimes he’ll say point to where it hurts. He knows me, so mostly it’s a joke between us. But this next time I see him I think I’ll be able to point generally in the direction of the wall and truthfully say, “There, pick anywhere at random”.

I’m sure we’ll laugh and then I’ll be screaming like a little girl at a horror movie.

But today is better than yesterday and that’s all I can ask for.

Aside from the freeways being a mess, the rain is good and we need it.

I woke up to the sound of rain on the roof and thought, “Nice!” 

It’s been coming in waves which is a good thing up on the mountain. The pauses give the water time to soak in.

Later in the day there’s supposed to be snow, but I’ll be slugging my way toward San Diego when that starts.

The rain will clean the dust out of the air and off the leaves. It will also strip the last of the Autumn color from the forest leaving only the green of the pine trees.

So while many people say they hate the rain I’m one of those that likes it and appreciates the break from, “It’s 78 degrees and sunny,” weather forecasts day in and day out.

I’m also amused by the traffic and weather people gushing about water accumulating on the street, oh my goodness! Whatever will we do? To hear the local newspeople, it seems like everyone should be building an Ark.

Enjoy your day, the free carwash, and drive carefully. No, I don’t mean 20mph on the freeway in the fast lane. Just move at some speed less than 90mph and for god’s sake stay off each others bumpers. Allow a little space, try a little courtesy and everyone will get where they need to be safe and sound

Slept a little late this morning.  That was nice and needed!

Got up, had coffee, read a little, then started cleaning the apartment. I’d worked my way to the bathroom, where in preparation for my shower I stripped then decided that I’d clean the bathroom before I showered. While I was busy scrubbing the toilet, sink and tub, maintenance apparently knocked.

I didn’t hear them, so thinking I was still alone I walk out of the bathroom into the shocked and clearly embarrassed maintenance guys. Both young, the taller one stammered and turned beet red. The shorter one looked away, obviously very uncomfortable. My hands were full of cleaning supplies and a wet sponge.

The taller one was looking at me trying very hard to figure out what to do

I remembered something I’d read once “What has been seen can’t be unseen.” After a brief pause, I just kept walking toward the kitchen to put the supplies away. I rinsed my hands then walked back to the bedroom and pulled a pair of sweats on.

Both the of the guys relaxed visibly and I smiled, “How can I help you?“

“Um, we just needed some building samples, there’s going to be some renovations and we needed to get materials so we can match the original construction.”

The tall one was shuffling uncomfortably.

I was thinking, “These poor men, never had to change clothes with other boys or men in school.”

“Oh well don’t let me hold you up, I’m going to finish wiping down the bright work. Let me know when you’re done.“

I went back to the bathroom after grabbing a microfiber cloth from the linen closet and polished the faucets. After a few minutes, I head them saying goodby and locking the door behind them.

Then I took a shower

Apartment cleaned, dirty clothes in the bag, and down the stair to load up the car. Then I get the 3 hour drive to the mountains. Ugh, what a cluster f*&K the drive has become. The I-15 is a wide ribbon of concrete that is always bumper to bumper, with traffic that doesn’t have any reason to be bumper to bumper. People just refuse to drive according the rules. You know, little things like signaling, slower traffic to the right… The rules that are supposed to make the freeways MOVE freely, which is why they’re called FREEWAYS.

Anyway, made it to the mountain.

Fixed the solar lights that had been damaged by the weather and the other half driving over them. Down to the last of those units, which means it’s time to lay in another supply.  While I was at it, I did some of the yard work, mostly pruning and cleaning up the perennial beds. There’s a lot of work that I’ll need to do, but it doesn’t all have to be done in the next 24 hours.

Took the dog for a walk and now he’s happily sleeping on his cushion.