Four posts ago I mentioned needing a very tall ladder for replacing lights in the kitchen. Well, guess what the Plaidman got for his birthday! Darn near $200.00 worth of ladder, that's what. So the lights got replaced, and he's got a place to store this massive thing. What's next? Our neighbor stopped him on the way out to the car a few days ago, and said the gutters on the front of the house needed attention. I think Plaidman let that run in one ear and out the other. But wait! There's more! He drove to the mailbox yesterday, shut off the car & collected the mail, and when he tried to start the car it wouldn't start. So he left it at the mailboxes! He's let me know that it's finally been towed to the shop, and it's being studied. We may have to take it out back of the woodshed & put it out of it's misery...this is a twelve year old car! But we can't have another car note right now. So, we may soon be down to one car. In a way, that would suit me: I'd be sure to have someone else awake enough to help me put on some socks (left hip/knee/foot no longer bend enough for me to reach my toes on that side) when I want to wear some. Then he could drop me off at work & pick me up after. We'd make it work, provided he NEVER smokes in my car.
I started this post maybe a couple of weeks ago, before all the fecal material hit the fan. I have lately decided not to watch too much of the news, as it hurts my heart to see folks mistreating each other as they've done recently. I've known for years that I am more a part of the problem than the solution, due to my upbringing. I do try to let down my guard [Thanks, Mom] and really see folks, because all of us want to be seen and understood. What really tears me up is the children, telling us to behave better: Alton Stirling's son, wanting folks to protest "in peace"; the 12-year old with the poem about white boy privilege, the slain officer's daughter giving a bracelet to the child of another slain officer. I can't watch these without tears, can barely bring myself to write about them, but I want everyone to think about them. And yeah, I can pin some of this s**t to the Republican nominee's dossier, for his own hate- and fear-mongering. What a world, what a world.