I apologize for the long delay in posts. Nothing worse than trying to follow the daily mishaps of others misfortunes and they drop off the face of the earth! Everything I have written in the last couple of weeks was filled with anger and I did not want to share the misery. It seems I spent too many precious days being mad at cancer and although I am still pissed off, I am trying to use that anger to see things in a different way. I have been forced to learn a few lessons. Damn it all anyway.
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I don’t want to be jumping the gun and all but it seems as though summer is finally here! Although the old boy eradicated another man eating spider from in the bathroom yesterday, which according to old folk knowledge, means it’s going to rain. At least we have him to blame if it does start to rain again. So there’s that.
In order to prepare for the onslaught of pasty whiteness and patchwork tan lines I have been diligently applying a mild self tanner for the last week. I am not sure if it is working but I made the mistake of wrapping a white towel around myself a few days ago shortly after the application and did not realize until I got home from work that my entire tan for the day was all over the towel! It kinda freaked me out. All I could think of was that the self tanning cream was most likely spending all of its quality time on the inside of my clothing NOT on my skin! It’s a damn good thing I don’t wear white!
I have had this master plan floating around in my head to spend as much time as possible reading in my backyard oasis as soon as it got warm enough to take off the layers of sweaters and jackets. That plan has now been foiled by the new neighbours who live behind us as they both seem to be going through some kind of menopause together because they have been running their very old air conditioner for about 18 to 20 hours a day. It’s like listening to the hum of a monster truck running that has holes in the tailpipe! All. Day. Long. I try to ignore it but when you spend tons of money and time working on your yard to get it to the “oasis” stage, all you want is just a teeny, tiny bit of peace and quiet! Now I spend my time in the yard waiting for the air conditioner to blow up since the thing appears to be at least a century old and is forced to work twice as hard because they have all the windows and the back door open all day as well! Here we thought it was a good thing having a retired couple moving in behind us. Let this be a lesson in “be careful what you wish for” because I am pretty sure both of them are stone cold deaf or they used to live right beside an airport and they miss the jet noises! (This would be a good point to mention that they were both up at 6 freaking thirty this morning sawing and moving wood in their backyard. What that was all about I have no idea. Strange really. It’s a damn good thing I had to get up this morning at 6:30 or I would be ordering rocket launchers on line right now!) The thought of spending the entire summer inside with the windows and doors closed makes me want to scream. I am secretly hoping they get a thousand dollar hydro bill since they clearly cannot hear all the noise they are making.
Time to head out to the nursery to find “noise reduction” trees or start looking on line for remote acreage in the sticks somewhere! Ear plugs? Seriously!
