For some of us it takes longer to learn those things that make life go along smoothly. I’m not out of the “husband of the year” running yet, but I’m probably not in the top third of the contenders either. I thought things were going fine, but the other day Jean tried to hide my running pants and running hat. I was looking all over for them so I could go out and run, and I saw the very end of one of the pantlegs sticking out from under the covers. I opened up the bedding and found my hat that was also in the bed when Jean made it. I’m guessing Jean is trying to teach me to either get my clothes off the bed so she can make it or to make the bed at least 1/2 the time myself.
On the other hand, Wednesday I ran out of Crystal Light, so my drink container wasn’t on the top shelf in the fridge. That’s the shelf where all the tall things go. Before I could get anything back in there Jean had moved eight short things into tall stuff territory. A day or two before that, I took out the Crystal Light to pour myself a drink and, before I could return it to the fridge, Jean had put something in its spot. In one week she broke condo rules 15 and 37. It’s chaos, simply chaos.
I went to the gym to workout this past Friday morning before I went out to the cottage to mow the yard. On my way out Pat Purgiel was standing at the counter and told me he was there to freeze his thing. I told him it’s his thing and he can do whatever he wants to with it which made a couple of the girls behind the counter giggle. He said that he isn’t getting much use out of it lately so he wanted to freeze it for just a couple of months. He is 60 years old so that’s not unusual. He thought I had misunderstood what he was saying so he tried to explain that he was freezing his Health and Wellness membership but I’m not buying that one.
I’m really getting tired of riding the bike in the wind the past two Saturdays. Although I did do a couple of short rides during the week in almost perfect weather. I went out Thursday afternoon in between meetings and it was fantastic. The temp was around 75, the air was fairly dry, and the wind was light under 10 mph. I caught myself daydreaming a couple of times, but was still sailing along at a pretty good clip. I rode out Coats Grove Road and got chased by two dogs. Actually it was three, but two of them were together so that just counts as one, doesn’t it? The first one was a Black Lab mix and didn’t really come that close or give me much of a scare. The second was a Dalmatian followed by a mutt. If the Dalmatian had taken a slightly better angle, he would have had a just jack sandwich for supper. I kicked it up and outpaced him, but my heart was pumping a mile a minute.
The friends have moved out of the cottage so I’m getting it back to where I like it and I can find what I’m looking for. The moles have taken over the yard again, so I’m declaring war, also again. It doesn’t matter what I do. They will win. I know it, but I keep trying to cut down the population a little. I dug up the flower beds by the driveway. They had several perennials planted there, but I didn’t know which ones were flowers and which ones were weeds. I’m sure the previous owners would have me arrested if they knew, so please don’t tell them. As a peace offering, I delivered a letter to them that was in my mailbox at the lake, from one of their really close friends who didn’t know they moved three years ago.
Judy came over yesterday afternoon, couldn’t get her foot out of her bike pedals, and fell in our driveway. She said she did it slow motion and her feet ended up straight toward the heavens with the bike still attached. We spent the next half hour out in front watching Judy ride around in circles in the cul de sac taking her feet out and putting them back in. Becky and Judy came over last night for pizza and we watched “A Night In The Museum”. I’ve learned that you don’t want to watch one of those mysteries where the plot is laid out in the first 15 minutes. All three of them have practiced talking most of their lives so they’re good at it. It takes them 15 minutes to get it out of their system, so whatever is said in the movie during that time I can’t hear. I usually say something sarcastic like, “Do you want me to hit the mute button so the TV doesn’t interfere with your conversation?”, but It doesn’t do any good so I’ve quit that ploy.
Jean and I ran together this morning (surprise) and Becky stopped by after her mountain bike ride. I was watching a dog show and we all know Becky loves dogs. The dogs were going through an agility course that included sticks pounded into the ground at one foot intervals that the dogs had to weave through. Becky said that looked like it would be fun. Jean thought Becky meant it would be fun to weave in and out of the sticks. Becky said that she meant it would be fun to teach a dog to do it. Listening to them is like being with Lucy and Ethel on the I Love Lucy Show.
Just (Surrounded By Free Entertainment) Jack