Day 130; Footnotes of Do I Need a Map To Follow This Day?

First off- note to local people here in North Carolina and those along the route of the affected pipeline. Calm down. You are creating a shortage we wouldn’t have if you would not rush to the pumps and ill up all those cans. They are working on the pipeline and bringing it back into operation. So, please, calm down, go home and behave. Please.

I didn’t go anywhere today. I started to, but I didn’t. I didn’t because I was hoping that a package I’ve been waiting on would arrive. Um, no. It didn’t. When I check the tracking, I get this, which also had the actual times but here we’ll just stick to dates.

May 6 package arrives at facility in Concord (NC).

May 7 package departed Concord.

May 8-May 9- May 10 in transit.

May 10 package arrives at facility in Concord (NC)

What the ever loving? Is my package transiting itself around the facility? Just doing laps then returning where it started there? I mean…why? So, this, which was supposed to be my Mother’s Day present to mom, is I guess still in Concord. Maybe it will do wider laps tomorrow and accidentally find itself here.

I did work on training Molly not to bark at every little, or big, thing that she saw. Bella is quickly getting the idea. I even pointed that out to Molly. “See Bella, stretched out there all quiet and nice? Be like Bella.” it only partly worked. She would run up across the yard and bark once, look back toward the house and then start wandering around the yard grumbling like some unhappy geriatric wanting to shout “get off my lawn!!” Even though what she’s barking at isn’t anywhere near the lawn we don’t have. Just dirt. I just want her to know that what goes on across the road, squirrel and stray cats don’t need to be continuously barked at.

 I will have to go out tomorrow. The guy that does my taxes had already filed before it was announced that they were going to not tax that sum of unemployment. The IRS reportedly was going to do updates but since I never got that “bill” he is going to rework my federal and have it for me to pick up. I’ll make a point of doing everything I can while I’m out. My Jeep is good on gas, and the shortage created by more panic buying hopefully won’t last long.

I took my phone and walked around the yard taking some photos this evening. While I was out I overhead the neighbor’s kids talking.

Kid one, “What is she doing?”

Kid Two, “She’s taking pictures of her beautiful flowers.”

me–beaming with happiness.

I have roses planted along the outside of the fence, but I also have cactus planted in front of the roses. When I had first walked up Kid One and Two were playing ball and the ball had rolled over in the yard. Kid Two apologized and I told him it was fine. After overhearing the comments about the flowers, I told them that if their ball came back, they needed to be careful of the cactus because those stickers hurt. Kid Two walked over to see the cactus because he thought cactus only grew in the desert.

I really would love to get along with my neighbors, even the annoying drummer and the bass radio player Thumper.  Maybe this will be a start.

Off in the not too far distance I can hear thunder. Mom was up most of last night with her terrified dog. I hope she doesn’t have to deal with that again.  I did ask my son to pull my car up into the carport. Its way past dark and he has such an assortment of stuff out there I figured it would be easier and safer for him to move the car…and see just how much of his mess is in the way. My two dogs are already inside but staring out the door as if waiting on some unseen enemy.

I am about to say something horrifying. I don’t like tacos. Well, that isn’t exactly accurate. I did make tacos tonight, but I don’t like eating tacos. So when I make tacos, I turn my meal into a taco salad. That way is acceptable. And it was actually very good.

So my active, not so active, walked less than 2000 steps today life in sound bites. I can’t complain, not really. If I am fully honest, I have nothing to complain about. Life is good. I have what I need. I have two crazy dogs and a yard full of not so stray cats. I have a son who loves to annoy me, but would do anything he can for me and his grandparents. This is my little stretch of paradise. As Dorothy said, “There’s no place like home.”

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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