Category: Christian fellowship

My computer monitor had starting acting up a few days ago.  By acting up, I mean it would go dark, then come back on again.  The interval got shorter and shorter, until it was just about useless.  How can you do anything with a dark screen?

This morning it was really bad, so I called my computer man and he did a lot of stuff remotely.  It needed a lot of updating, etc., which took quite a bit of time.  He is coming late on Monday morning with a new monitor, as well.

This afternoon, I was so tired of it all that I decided to throw in the towel and watch a movie–the computer worked well for that, so I will return to it after supper.

Hopefully, this will be all settled in a day or two.

Still no word from the landlord.  I hope that situation does not get ugly.

Have a good night, all.

See you tomorrow.

God bless everybody.

Patty

How did today go?

I’ll give you one example of what happened today.  Went on line to order a laundry pickup and somehow my account was taken off.  Spent an inordinate amount of time straightening that out.

And that was only the laundry.

I guess you get the idea.

I’ll try again tomorrow.

Have a good night all.

See you tomorrow.

God bless everybody.

Patty

Many years ago, in the days of live television, Ed Sullivan had a frequent guest.  This man was a juggler from Mexico, and the finale of his act went something like this:  he would start with one long pole, begin spinning it, then toss a small sombrero up and be spinning the sombrero along the outside of the pole at the top.  He would increase the number of sombreros, and he would add a second pole which he spun from the other hand and increase the sombreros on that pole also.  It was an amazing feat.

Today I feel like the guy with the sombreros.

I ended up falling asleep today in front of the computer.

Enough for today, guys–I’m wiped out.

Have a good night, all.

See you tomorrow.

God bless everybody.

Patty

September was always one of our favorite months.  For the first 23 years of our marriage, we would go to Long Beach Island for two glorious weeks of paradise.  The place we rented was literally right on the bay–the bay was the backyard and there was a dock to fish from, and of course we had our little aluminum rowboat to go out on the bay.  I always rose earlier than Lee, so while he was still sleeping I would make my coffee, take it downstairs, and fish from the dock until he got up.   It was truly heaven on earth.  We had two favorite restaurants where we ate often and there was a great seafood store, and of course we could eat what we caught.  The last year we were there was 2000.

Tomorrow the critter invasion should be settled.

Had very little energy today.  Too much stress lately.

Hopefully, things should be better tomorrow.

Gee, I seem to say that an awful lot.

Well, at least it’s optimistic.

Have a good night, all.

See you tomorrow.

God bless everybody.

Patty

The title of the old jazz classic says it all.

Yesterday, if you remember, was pretty positive and I felt great by the end of the day.

This morning, I went into the bedroom.  I don’t go in there all that often, because I spend most of my time downstairs and have been reserving the bedroom for the next big project.  I had been in there about 4 days ago, and when I went over to the bed this morning, there on my nice, blinding white sheet were several piles of mouse poop.

I was totally disgusted.

We never had mice in this apartment.  Ever.  Not in almost 50 years.

Well, now I’ve got ’em.

Does it have to be something every day?  Always a new, seemingly monumental problem for me to have to rectify all by myself.

It may not sound like much to you guys, but it’s yet another thing on my plate.  I’m running out of patience and my coping mechanism is wearing out.  If I could just get a break.  A real break.

I’m telling you, if my daughter lived in this state I would have just gone out, turned on my car and driven to her house.

Tomorrow, I will address this.  I have peppermint oil, which is supposed to repel rodents, so I’ll bring that into play.

I’ll ask God to give me a hand.  I know I will be sweating the Hanta virus while I vacuum it up (I’m a germophobe), but somehow it will get done.

Sorry about the rant, but who else can I complain to?

Have a good night, all.

See you tomorrow.

God bless everybody.

Patty