Saturday

Today is one of those thought salad days. For those who are glad the heat wave in our area is over, you are welcome. If you want rain, I will be glad to either wash my car or my house windows. The day after my a/c was fixed was the last time I needed it. Now I am cold and wondering who forgot to pay the outdoor heating bill. Looks like rain, too.

Ten years ago I had no patio furniture and was having major surgery in the summer. I decided to get wood furniture, since I think it looks more cozy and warm. It lasted barely ten years, and my friend Gary and I took it to the curb about 3 days before the a/c went out. I still need patio furniture, and have been patiently waiting for my check from my broker, George, which I requested over a week ago.

In the meantime I have been to at least 7-8 stores looking for patio furniture and nothing looks good to me. I am not one of those women who likes to nest and change furniture all the time. If I can sit on it and it doesn't make my back ache, then it's still good stuff. The patio table was totally rotted. I was able to grab pieces of it and pull it off with my hand. What I am trying to say is that I am not enjoying the search for new patio furniture. It's boring and annoying, but I will still have to look at it for about 10 years, so I have to find something that is tolerable and comfortable. I only have a few weeks, and then it will be fall. Well, it might be fall already. It's cold out there, considering it's almost July.

My neighbor came to my door a while ago. Not the one with the little beagle puppy who caught me dressed as a slob last fall. No, this is the foster dad on the other side who caught me dressed as a slob today. This time I have on a denim shirt, black t-shirt with a cat picture on it, navy capri pants, socks, and sandals. Yes, socks and sandals with capris. It was too cold when I got up to go without socks, but I wear a pair of Ecco sandals for slippers in the house. I figured to take the socks off when it warmed up. These aren't nice little white gym socks either. They are half-socks, with metallic threads going through them from some kids's store.  Multi-colored threads. My hair is hanging down straight, uncombed. No makeup, no jewelry besides my watch.

I actually went outside with my neighbor, and stood outside like that to discuss the ash borers. The little buggers are ruining our ash trees and he has some new chemical that he is treating all his trees with and he wanted to tell me about it. He either is afraid my non-ash trees are a threat to him or he is being considerate and wants me to be protected.

I figure that if I am home alone and didn't invite anyone to my door, they deserve to see me in my natural habitat. Maybe it will teach them to call first next time. At least I am not sporting any food stains today. It's early.

I had written a few more paragraphs, but they disappeared. Twice. I can take a hint. Have a good weekend.