Whirlwind visit and other stuff
Mar. 2nd, 2005 06:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleini called Master yesterday to ask Him about something, i don't remember what, and He asked me what was for dinner. He had to make a trip in to pick up a recalcitrant worker from way up north and take him to the up north warehouse to finish out his contract time. Master privately believes that the CEO has sent Mr. recalcitrant down to Master to be fired. The second in command of Master's warehouse was in country yesterday and tried to get the guy back, but he was adamant that all of his stuff go with him. He wasn't going to be leaving anything in the company accommodation for others to be looking through. The guys drive Hyundai Gallopers and the trouble guy had so much stuff there wasn't room for three persons AND the stuff. and since stuff can't drive the trouble guy stayed here. Master emptied out His vehicle totally except for the necessaries and came in last night. It isn't even 7 in the morning and He has been gone for over an hour. The good news is, there is a new site manager way way north. Master could do the job better, but He absolutely doesn't want to be there, and i sure am glad. Money isn't everything. And what touched my heartstrings most is He didn't want to be that far away from me. Being separated is difficult for Him too.
A pleasant thing about being up so early, we got to see the boat races this morning. We have missed those. Early morning, before 5:00, the workers from the fish market go home. At least that is what we think they are. How cool to be able to drive to work on the water. This morning we saw 15-20 boats heading out. Another thought is that they could be pumping station workers going out to the site. They leave the fish market harbor slowly and maintain a reasonable speed until they pass the Navy boat. There must be some speed limit up close to shore. But once they pass the Navy, the engines are opened wide and the boats look like a herd of bugs skimming the water. We used to see them at night too, but i don't eat dinner on the patio unless Master is home, so i miss them now.
Today is the first clear day we've had in a long time. The air cleaned up sometime yesterday late evening. We slept with windows open last night. This morning the hop out of bed was even quicker than usual. The time between out of bed and into robe was long enough to make goose bumps on my goose bumps. Master slept well, though.
Emerson is home. i asked Master to take it for a drive last night. i thought the steering was a bit tight. He said He didn't think it was a problem, everything was new inside the whatever place and just needed seating. But He thought it might be a good idea to stop back at the shop on my way into work this morning and ask the parts manager to drive it. He has a volvo very similar to mine. Having him drive my car would do two things, get it on record that i had some concerns in case this isn't the perfect fix. Going in today would make a better case than waiting until/if something really is wrong so the shop can't say it is something new. It will also ease my mind to have two people say there is nothing wrong. i believe Master is right, and that's what i thought too, maybe not in those exact words, but i did think it might be because the power steering had been rebuilt. But, with Him gone so much i feel i have to pay attention to any subtle changes so they can be taken care of before big trouble happens. So i will be seeing Mr. Hallelujah again today. That is his 'good' name, honest.
i know yesterday i was being foolish. People i don't know, don't really matter to me. However i did follow my conscience and i feel very comfortable. There is no need for minor avoidable nuisance in my life. There are some things that irritate me that i don't have to put up with. i got rid of one.
i lose words. i can have a word in my mind ready to go into the sentence i am about to speak or write, or the thought i am about to finish, and then i lose it. i have a couple of theories on this. i am in the beginning stags of Alzheimer's, i don't get to speak native English very often, and haven't for a long time, i'm just getting old and this is a natural phenomenon or i have some weird form of aphasia; i don't lose just one or two words, i lose whichever one i need at the moment. Whichever it is, i don't like it. And i am finding it happening more and more often. Most likely it is a combination of my last two theories. There is nothing i can do about getting older. And for right now, very little i can do about speaking native English. Look out people when i get back to Iowa this summer. i am going to be making up for lost sentences and thoughts. You may wish me to be quiet but it amn't going to happen.
i did 50+ yesterday. Now i must go do my floor ex. Max is becoming accustomed to seeing me sweating on the floor and pretty much ignores me.
A pleasant thing about being up so early, we got to see the boat races this morning. We have missed those. Early morning, before 5:00, the workers from the fish market go home. At least that is what we think they are. How cool to be able to drive to work on the water. This morning we saw 15-20 boats heading out. Another thought is that they could be pumping station workers going out to the site. They leave the fish market harbor slowly and maintain a reasonable speed until they pass the Navy boat. There must be some speed limit up close to shore. But once they pass the Navy, the engines are opened wide and the boats look like a herd of bugs skimming the water. We used to see them at night too, but i don't eat dinner on the patio unless Master is home, so i miss them now.
Today is the first clear day we've had in a long time. The air cleaned up sometime yesterday late evening. We slept with windows open last night. This morning the hop out of bed was even quicker than usual. The time between out of bed and into robe was long enough to make goose bumps on my goose bumps. Master slept well, though.
Emerson is home. i asked Master to take it for a drive last night. i thought the steering was a bit tight. He said He didn't think it was a problem, everything was new inside the whatever place and just needed seating. But He thought it might be a good idea to stop back at the shop on my way into work this morning and ask the parts manager to drive it. He has a volvo very similar to mine. Having him drive my car would do two things, get it on record that i had some concerns in case this isn't the perfect fix. Going in today would make a better case than waiting until/if something really is wrong so the shop can't say it is something new. It will also ease my mind to have two people say there is nothing wrong. i believe Master is right, and that's what i thought too, maybe not in those exact words, but i did think it might be because the power steering had been rebuilt. But, with Him gone so much i feel i have to pay attention to any subtle changes so they can be taken care of before big trouble happens. So i will be seeing Mr. Hallelujah again today. That is his 'good' name, honest.
i know yesterday i was being foolish. People i don't know, don't really matter to me. However i did follow my conscience and i feel very comfortable. There is no need for minor avoidable nuisance in my life. There are some things that irritate me that i don't have to put up with. i got rid of one.
i lose words. i can have a word in my mind ready to go into the sentence i am about to speak or write, or the thought i am about to finish, and then i lose it. i have a couple of theories on this. i am in the beginning stags of Alzheimer's, i don't get to speak native English very often, and haven't for a long time, i'm just getting old and this is a natural phenomenon or i have some weird form of aphasia; i don't lose just one or two words, i lose whichever one i need at the moment. Whichever it is, i don't like it. And i am finding it happening more and more often. Most likely it is a combination of my last two theories. There is nothing i can do about getting older. And for right now, very little i can do about speaking native English. Look out people when i get back to Iowa this summer. i am going to be making up for lost sentences and thoughts. You may wish me to be quiet but it amn't going to happen.
i did 50+ yesterday. Now i must go do my floor ex. Max is becoming accustomed to seeing me sweating on the floor and pretty much ignores me.
