I have had several days without guests and thought it might be a good time to do so, sleep. I was up at five.
I did figure out, while I could not sleep, that maybe the problem with the email, was one thing. Of course it turned out to be another. It took several phone calls but was fixed by 7:30 am. The result? The inbox was full and I have yet another password, scribbled hastily in a secret place hidden carefully in a heap of paper which no one even me will ever find, and no one will figure out, ever. Now to email, not call my” computer” guy to fix the pixilation thing that is going on, but only since it had been upgraded to faster than the speed of light. I have yet to get a nap in, as the phone rings, the computer breaks, the doorbell ring for what to do with the construction of the patio.
Having had several people complain they could not get thru to me, via the email. Telling me that they had told me, not once, but twice, they were not going to go to the movie. Thus I ate leftovers from a lunch provided by an old guest, now friend, living around the corner from the old bed and breakfast. Having eaten, I could not run in the new running club put on by the boot camper leader, and have tentatively joined. I have joined. The result watching Netflicks. TV programs I did not watch the first time round.
Onwards!! the front door broken handle problem, as it “snapped” yesterday. I am familiar with that, vociferation. This is now somewhat fixed. I called my guy,” Mr. Fix It” who has been recuperating from his heart attack, now back on the job, (and not to be confused with my “computer” guy,) at 8 a.m. We, he found in his records, while I looked in my inches thick pile of receipts, at the same time, found the receipt after going thru mountains of receipts, creating another job to do, btw see two paragraphs below. Originally replaced a handle of years, with a new one, records show, it was repaired July 11. There is apparently year warranty on the handle, that lasted only 6 weeks. OFF we go for another day of fun and adventure. My F.I.X. guy will come and get the old but still new handle, and get a new one, and come and go. I cannot go, while he is doing all this, as he won’t if I am gone. He cannot work on the patio, as the weather is inclement.
The patio, is somewhat more worked on, delayed. However Mercury’s retrograde is now finished, and we should be able to move forward on any number of things. The rate of progress is at the same speed my leg is healing at. I went thru the old rotten patio earlier in the year. I still have three out of the four tons of tailings in the driveway. Therefore making the garage out of bounds and filling the house with little stones. I live in hope. It is projected to take another two FULL days or so, and costing a small fortune.
Mr. Fix needs to have a labourer, who was deaf thus necessitating my recalling sign language of sorts, and as well and that has to be paid for. The garden behind the new privacy screen is ruined as workers stomping and digging out the roots to straighten the new privacy screen which I did not care about. The shrubs, were there originally to create the privacy, were to and supplemented by the new screen, will die eventually. The laborer my guy hired I was told ended up in jail last night according to my F.I.X. guy. The patio, it is basically nowhere and going nowhere, as it is raining for the next several days. The new grass is greener, but with its growth, found that there are more holes that need seed and soil. In my stupor, did not manage to get that done before the rains came, which is good for lawn that needs it.
As I had to go thru, months of receipts it occurred to me, that I have not done my accounting books nor the sales tax. ( am too tired to read fiction either) Need to write a cheque to remit a goodly chunk of the total of my bank account before I spend it. My bank accounts are reflective off all the ongoing activity, and are now headed once again into a colour that is according to banking lore, not a good colour.
Lucy needs to get her nails done, this is a new phenomenon, as we walked a great deal more in the past and wore her nails down. She is good, great for her condition, however she rested twice while we walked the baseball diamond like the good old days. Old being the operative word.
We are back to downsizing, or it is back on the list. I HAD thought that I might get the junk to a garage sail that my ancient Uncle was having but I had guests instead. I have to get the basement and garage (when the three tons tailings are gone) cleaned out, maybe not today. Before that need to find a truck and another strong back to heave shit into the truck I need to rent to get the crap out.
Tourism was brisk this summer, but it has dried up very quickly, with one room for the weekend. So signed up to go to marketing strategies in the Meramachi for Thursday. (two hour drive one way) I look to see I have two reservations. I cannot remember one, it was in the computer but not my book, another I took over the phone and is in my book and the computer I just found out the first reservation was here in August and will not be returning thus a cancellation was needed in my computer and white out in the paper trail. The second one phoned to canceled a fourth night, leaving a day early. Leaving the day of the tourism marketing thing, Thursday. My right hand person agreed to stay overnight, with Lucy, and the guest as wanted to go up and stay over as driving up and back in my state may kill me. However the drive day, I have a mammogram, what fun. so I may just go ahead and go.
And the sun took a step back, the leaves lulled themselves to sleep, and Autumn was awaken.
Raquel Franco Lucy and Moi