The Transporter Couch

A thousand apologies for my absence over the past three weeks.  Several things happened to interrupt my … flow.  As it were.

For starters, and I made reference to this, I was being of assistance at the tortilla factory.  Then we quite assuredly LOST the counter girl because she got drunk and beat up her husband and had to go to jail.  So suddenly I was the new counter girl.  Or … well … boy.  But anyway, from 6 AM ’til 2 PM I would sell tortillas and Mexican food.  I have a vested interest in this business so I had to do it.  And on some level I enjoyed it.  But I was delighted when I learned last Friday that I was being replaced.  Yay!!!

Second, Hilda took the cover off her pool and after long days of working in a tortilla factory I just loved to dive into it and then take a nap in the sun.  I have the most beautiful tan on the planet, ladies and gentlemen.  And I highly recommend a product called Banana Boat Aftersun (or something like that).  It comes in a cream or a gel.  I prefer the gel.  But as much sun as I have gotten lately, not once have I felt the heat of burn.  It’s basically Aloe Vera and Lanolin but I’m sure there’s some mysterious chemical in there, too.  Ancient Chinese Secret!

After sunning and napping, I would find myself languid and it was past the time when I would likely make a post, so I kept saying to myself, “tomorrow.”  Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.  Tomorrow always came but the posts didn’t.

Moving right along, I have one cat of my own but my sister’s two cats were “visiting” and one of them was horsing around (not catting around) with my own, and they were chasing each other and knocked a glass of diet coke into the keyboard of my laptop, which is to say, into the hard drive.  It sparked and smelled funny and quit working, kinda like gramma in her golden years.  I’d been pondering buying a new computer anyway but I didn’t really relish having the decision tossed onto my plate, especially not when I was so busy and tired.  So THEN, me being prone to inertia, I just got all pissy and said, “Fuck it.”  And for three weeks I didn’t post, didn’t check email, etc.

The cats are gone.  I have a new computer, and new help at the counter.  I can resume my life.  Except I’m about to depart on a ten day trip to West Virginia so there will be another dry spell.   However, I have absolutely nothing to do today and I have a lot of things on my mind and I will begin to share them, albeit piecemeal.