THE sun was up for twenty-five minutes before I was. But I wasn’t hidden behind clouds. After accomplishing my morning necessities, I emptied the dishwasher, reloaded the dishwasher, and filled my bride’s travel mug with nice hot coffee. Then I went back to bed beside her to wait for her to wake.
DAY 78° Mostly cloudy with a 50% chance of showers and thunderstorms. Highs in the mid 80s. Southeast wind 5 to 10 mph. NIGHT 65° Mostly cloudy with a 30% chance of showers and thunderstorms in the evening and again after midnight. Low in the upper 60s. Southeast wind 5 to 10 mph.
WHILE I waited I read my emails and Facebook messages, did some online banking, and watched some YouTube channels to which I subscribe. At 8:30 she arose and I started breakfast.
AN email from Google Maps informed me, “You’re a top photographer on Google Maps with 1,000,000 views.” While Google Local Guide told me I am, “Level 5 with 1,218 POINTS You’re 71.0% of the way to Level 6.”
Total Sleep 5 hours 24 minutes
Between 1:22 a.m. and 7:06 a.m.
Deep Sleep 2 hours 0 minutes
Light Sleep 3 hours 24 minutes
REM Sleep 0 hours 0 minutes
Awake 0 hours 20 minutes
X 8:30a over the hill coffee and donuts. We were too late to make it
✓10:00a coffee at the apartments .
✓ 5:00p Mexican train
X 7:00p board meeting in the chapel. Potentially Bad Weather cancelled board meeting
This Morning’s Coffee Group
Dora, Ann, Debbie, Andrea, Shirley, Sandy, Mylene, Reatha, Ella, and I (not shown ’cause I’m taking the picture – duh) Everyone was being civil – or at least quiet today. There was some discussion as to who our manager is at the moment and whether they are temporary or permanent. There was no general consensus reached. Each believed their own version. In the two years we’ve lived here there have been a dozen or more managers. I don’t bother remembering their names until at least the three month mark. Some have quit after the first day.
THE EVENTS TEXT STRING has been very active today. Two big crisis. Those who have renewed their leases contacts are paying more. And the large round, heavy, wooden, table in the community room has apparently been taken away because it was wobbly and deemed unsafe. One person even posted the following.
That is just crazy…Are they trying to get rid of people? Because people that haven’t renewed their lease may be thinking differently now. I have no choice…I have to stay here until I die. No place to go to, unless you move far away from this area. Then moving costs and etc.
Oh well…I like the people that live here but they will moving or already moved.
The people that complain need to move away. If they are that unhappy with everything why do you live here. Just let the other residents that live here live peacefully and harmoniously.
WHY is there a few that live here cause so much Drama….life’s to short and do you enjoy making everyone’s life miserable.
Well..they probably don’t have friends, social media or family.
I try to practice love your neighbor..but who ever is doing this is sure testing me. They have to be very unhappy.
Really? “Are they trying to get rid of people? Because people that haven’t renewed their lease may be thinking differently now.” All of that because of a table that doesn’t even belong to you? Let me see if I follow this thought train – first they get rid of the table – next they will be getting rid of the people – so we should move away so that they can’t get rid of us. Nope. I still don’t get it.
THERE were enough people to
fill two tables with players.
My back has been bothering me
lately. I’ve come to suspect all
of the writing I’ve been doing
in the journals. At any rate, I
left when they were behind
to start the round with the
double five. My back
had had enough.
I CAME home with the intention to lay down and rest my back. However I realized it was the day to set our trashcan in the hall for the trash service to come by and empty them. So instead of testing my back, I gathered all six trash cans and emptied them into one and set it in the hallway. Then I lay down.
THE predicted rain came about 4:30 and was done before 6:00.
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