Friday, June 09, 2017
My Front Hallway Is Finished
Riley decided he had had enough of the door on it's side blocking his way into the hall then around the corner into the living room. He'd been shut out long enough. So he knocked the door down. We were supposed to wait for the caulking to dry a bit more. Riley didn't get the memo I guess.
Day One we walked on the plywood under flooring (not the word I want but spell check is deciding on the wrong words) and not on the tiles with adhesive under. Day Two we leaped over the newly set tiles onto the ONE with blue tape and then a long step or jump into the hallway (where the bathroom and bedrooms are located). Today we were all supposed to wait until late afternoon. Riley didn't. I think he has had enough of the construction--he wants to be able to sleep under our bed--like always.
My car--the 1998 BMW Z3 is going to live with a new person. I haven't driven it in 9 or 10 years. Not since I brought home the little Honda Fit my dad purchased a month before he passed. With black leather seats because he knew I liked leather seats. And he knew he wasn't going to be driving a car--anymore. It's the perfect car for me. Easy on the knees. The Beemer is tough on old knees. Old hips. Old people. G said he wanted to drive it--but in the year since we brought it out of storage and had it tuned up (new battery etc) he has driven it twice--and that was the first week we had it.
A car like that needs to be driven, enjoyed and loved. And I did all that for it's first 10 years. Time to let go.
The news this week has put me over the "tipping point" as they say. I think I am going to have to stop watching MSNBC for a while. Till I calm down. Even PBS is too much but I may watch the Friday Washington Report. Then sign off. I Am Not A Crook + I Am Not A Liar. Who protests too much?