Not really. It is more a three dimensional spacial equation that I do not recall the symbols for but in words it is three forward, two backward, one to the side and it refers to taking three steps forward then two steps back then one step to the side and while it relates to the physical world and the laws of motion it also relates to everything else including the psychological, psychosocial, psychobabble, emotional, and intellectual aspects of life and progress thereinEver so brief as it was, much got done today.
Somewhere in your mind you hear the echo of these words, the day was cloudy as I woke around noon to a text from Curly who was on his way over to continue installing new pipes for hot water and take care of some other emergency situations like a couple of well pumps that overheated because his mom forgot to turn them off and other odds and ends. He got some of the work done but then rain came while we were eating (a Firehouse Subs) and we finished what we could in here. Hope for Monday for the hot water.
"The drinks can go on the microwave." and then I completely forgot why I said that and asked if he wanted his drink in the cramped space behind the washer in the laudnry room and he said yes and as if I was a false bungling prophet the drink went down, cherry coke splatted under the washer, dryer, and heavy boxes and worse, between the tiles into the grout channels and into the concrete outside of the laundry room and probably on the bottom of the washer as well. Cleaning delated the work for a hald hour as moving the washer (we gambled and did not move the dryer as that would have taken another half hour, at least, because heavy bozes were stacked on it and there was no room in the hall so they would have had to be carried further and anyway, cleaning with high dose Mr. Clean and then spraying with lysol and then spraying with bug spray and hopefully not too much was tracked on the concrete hallway. I';ll be on bug watch for a week now which is a crummy way to not be able to relax. Probably why I am still awake.
On the positive side, the pipes for the hot water are closer to being done as I mentioned and Curly got the well pumps fixed and reminded his mom not to leave them running non-stop for days and odds and ends were done and cleaning the fridge coils (which is not fun at all, especially not on a concrete floor in a cramps space... cough cough) and getting a plastic bag out of the fan seemed to fix the fridge just fine, yay for that. Much yay for that.
While loading his car out back his mom pointed out a septic field overflow, bummer, and he may be out here tomorrow to work on that or someone will next week. Not a pretty sight or smell out back of the house.
The evening as wonky with a nap and an increase in the lonelies and wah-wahs (one of the technical terms for a pity-party, mild in this case) and Facebook distractions were not too successful but I read a bunch of articles about this and that (those are linked here {the bottom couple of dozen, to be precise}, in case it matters) and finally bed, but then I realized that I do not have softball tomorrow so I got back up and played Ruzzle for a while and then, here we are. Just too much excitement for words, I know.
The neck is not coopoerating again. The lonelies increased again perhaps due in part to jackson texting me that she is going to pick up a new car tomorrow. I am happy for her but have mixed feelings due to her financial history, new relationship, and on a selfish note, my not being part of it... not being needed anymore, alas, a personal sadness for another lament somewhere else, perhaps). When the neck cooperates more.
In the end, just make it fun, yeah, make it fun and it's all alright :)
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