With the time change I did not rise until after 9 this morning. I took a rare day off from pushing paper. Instead I cleaned up my office including vacuuming the floors, wading through piles of paper that had collected, cleaning the Heap Filter on the vacuum, hammering on the web site for PNC bank until I finally broke through and found the right path to making the monthly payment on the second loan on my house on line. I had a very funny moment. After waiting for many minutes I finally was connected to someone, when I mentioned I wanted help with paying my second, she responded, what does that mean? I said, well like there is a first and second loan on my property, she said, I'm not familar with those terms, I was quiet for a minute and then said slowly, you work for PNC bank and don't know what the terms first and second! She replied, she worked for the bank end, not the mortgage end so had not been exposed to such terms. Once I was transfered to the mortgage department the lady I spoke with could not believe what I was telling her when I relayed what had just happened. Once she stopped laughing we proceeded. Of course by then I had gotten the web site to allow me in and with a little bit of help from her I can not click on an icon on the computer, put in one password, my account spreads out before me and I can pay instantly. I was so relieved to finally make the connection.
Ray and Lois came by and we tried to make the ipod work with the new radio in the bug and finally did have it working, it is very complicated but will be simple once I learn how. Then wanting to avoid doing appraisal work with Rays help I pulled the motorhome out of storage and we worked on repairing the door, creating a new place to store the dump hose and worked on the dump hoses that reach from the motorhome when it is in the driveway to the cleanout up by the front of the house. That lets me dump at home instead of trying to locate a dump station somewhere which is never fun.
Ray and I decided to take it out for a spin and we were hardly started when wasps came buzzing around Ray's head. How they got into the motorhome I have no idea but using the fly swatter we helped them die. There may be more so I'll have to keep an eye out. The motorhome drove so nicely into town to Ace where we purchased more parts for the dump hoses, came home and assembled them. Then when all the fun was over we parked the motorhome back into is storage place and I headed back in to work. We had gone through the freezer in the garage, a freezer that Dr. Glover helped us buy many years ago with a gift for our house warming when we moved to a little house we had built in Tracy. That freezer has been faithfully working for these last 25 years but I rarely open the door. This afternoon Ray and I checked out what was inside. We found some stuff that was obviously freezer burned and threw it out but other items looked like they might be OK.
Later I pulled back the corner on a box of noodles and sauce and put it in the microwave oven. At 3 minutes it smelled great, at 4 minutes not so good and at 5 minutes black smoke was pillowing out of the microwave oven. I turned it off and the box of food was burned black, not sure what happened but it was no good. So I searched for another box and that one had potatoes and veges with sauce and it was great tasting. I warmed up green beens to go with it and then cut up some beef stake tomato slices. It was a great meal and I ate it on the back deck in the warm afternoon.
Marilyn returned from her visit to Diane in Sacramento and we caught up on our stories, for me the wedding and our fixing things, for her doing taxes, going to the casino and visiting. Now she is reading and I just finished an appraisal. My first of the whole day, such a bad bad boy!
I'm including a photo taken this evening looking across the lake to the sunset. What a huge blessing it is to live here, listen every morning to the geese and ducks, watch the little birds in the trees, feel the breezes that blow off the lake. I am indeed thankful. I remain hopeful that someday I can share these blessings with someone special. God knows, I don't.
Sending love to all,
Tim
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