March 16, 2026: Wind Again
I started hearing the dull roar, meaning that the wind was picking up, at about 9:00 p.m. last night. I thought oh oh, not again. This is what happens – the temperature drops and when it warms up, the cold air rushes in. It’s a very fluid system, much like a river. I’m glad the horses are down below the house. The wind is not so bad in their enclosure. Today, even with the wind raging, I just went about my business. |
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I called Title Wave, and yes, we are getting books this week. And Dan is going to pick them up. I left home and first stocked the Palmer Pool bookcase. But I did not do the rest of today’s distribution route because I went into the former banquet room of the historic Eagle Hotel, in order to pick up some more books, and started talking to people. I was looking for a distraction because I didn’t want to go back outside, even though I parked the car in the best of places – by the rear door, next to the handicapped access spot. I hope I don’t rot in hell for doing this. There I will be, with all the other irresponsible parkers. I’m a lazy parker. I park in places I should not. If my actions are ever questioned, I will say that I am an old woman delivering books. Drumroll and empathy please. Now the hero part of this dispatch. I spent the early afternoon in the very hot back room, cleaning up and categorizing books. Pete spent the afternoon taking care of BLBP stuff, this included going to the bank. He told me after that he sold two tickets to our old friend Gregory. He also sold five tickets to a woman who was in an adjacent line. Pete also got copies of our caboose poster. And he just said that the person who is in charge of concert publicity said that she likes the poster. This brought about a change of attitude on my part. I need to be like Pete and not think about what’s going on around me. I just have to keep my left shoulder to the wheel and keep pushing. |
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