The day started out positively and ended positively, but in between we had a few disappointments.
There was a “shed raising” across the street and Roger went over to help. It wasn’t quite as big as a barn raising, but it was the same principle. Our neighbor had built two of his walls yesterday and this morning several guys helped him stand them up and stabilize them.
Maggie and I got a long walk and were accompanied by a neighbor. It was nice getting out and walking after two days of not being able to do so because of the cold and wind. The sun was shining, there was no wind but it was still sweatshirt and long pants weather.
Then Roger called the paver people boss. Several excuses later it was determined that “maybe tomorrow or Monday” his crew will be back to lay the pavers. We had really hoped it would be done by today and we could put our furniture out and get back to normal. Oh, well.
Roger wanted to go into town and get a real haircut - not one done by me. I tagged along and asked if we could try a restaurant we’ve been eyeing for lunch. Greek/Italian/American. The menu on-line looked as if there would be something we could eat. I ordered falafel - I haven’t had it in ages - and Rog ordered a veggie wrap. It took forever to be served. We noticed that others who had come in after us got their food before we did. That was getting annoying. Then we finally got our food, I took one bite, and tried to aspirate it. (You would think at my age I’d know better than to try and breathe and swallow at the same time.) At one point I really was scared because I couldn’t get my breath and Rog was a hair’s breadth from doing the Heimlich maneuver. I was shaken up for sure. Ten minutes of coughing and tears and I finally was able to eat. By then the food was cold and everything tasted awful. Roger’s wrap wasn’t any good either - he didn’t like the yogurt sauce they put on the veggies. So, the whole meal was a bust.
We stopped at the post office to get mail. We have a PO box there as we aren’t allowed to receive mail at the RV Park. A clerk told us that when we order anything on line to put the street address of the PO and then the box number on it. It’s been working fine with Amazon. Well, today one of the packages that came had been shipped UPS. I had to stand in line for it so I could sign for it. Apparently if it’s shipped UPS/FedEx then, no matter what it is, you have to sign for it. UPS and FedEx will deliver to our site - but most of the time when you order something you don’t know how it’s being shipped. One of the things the Advisory Committee here is looking into once the park is turned over to the Co-op on January first is doing something about the mail situation.
There are two barbers in town. The first was closed. The second had one guy working and four people in line. Rog didn’t get his haircut.
I did laundry this afternoon and when I got out of the truck I noticed that the necklace I was wearing was dangling unclasped and the pendent was gone. I spent some time looking everywhere for it in and around the truck. Then I spent and hour and a half pouting that I had lost the pendent and didn’t know where. Then, as I was putting the clothes baskets in the truck to come home, I noticed something shiny on the ground. Yes! Not lost after all! A waste of a good pout.
Rog spent the afternoon puttering in the shed and I did some knitting while Maggie had a nap.
We can not get enough of the beautiful sunsets with the saguaro in the foreground.
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