Saturday, August 16, 2014
Journey to the post office and the grocery store.
When I was working for the oil and gas company, I used to day dream about Travis the Chimp getting loose in the bosses office and rending him limb from limb. If you don't know the Tale of Travis, you should check it out on the net. Travis could have cleaned up the mess in Missouri in just one night.
Got up this morning, and the wife wanted to go to town. We were out of this and that. I don't think I have been off the mountain since some time last week, but I could be wrong. One day just drifts into another. When I went out to fire up the truck, it wouldn't start. I have no idea why. The last time I parked it I fiddled with all the external lights, checking them, and must have left something on. Jumped it with a charger and off to town we went. Got to the foot of the hill, went down and unlocked the gate, and went back to the truck. My wife asked me if I wanted her to open the gate. I didn't know what she meant, but I looked at the gate. I'd gone down to it, unlocked it, and then just walked back to the truck without opening it. Not good.
We stopped on the way into town so I could wash my windshield off and buy a coke. The guy that runs the gas station asked me where I'd been. I used to go down there a lot to drink a cup of coffee and sit on the bench out front. I just haven't felt like doing it for awhile.
When we got to the town, I went in the post office. I had some aviation magazines to mail to another pilot (this guy still flies, unlike most of the fellows whom I talk to about aviation). Also tried to mail something that got returned to an old and trusted crony. I hate the post office and don't go in there much, but fortunately it wasn't full of old geezers today so it wasn't as aggravating. I was the only geezer in there.
Then to Home Depot to buy a better battery pack. I didn't buy the top of the line, but settled for a good one priced at $50.00. It's a Black and Decker, and I've always had good luck with their equipment.
Finally to Walmart, where we bought dog food, cat food, ferret food and chicken corn. $45.00 worth of animal feed and it won't last a full week. But doesn't it say somewhere in the bible "the laborer is worthy of his hire", and the animals all work for a living.
Now I'm home. We had given thought to going to a movie tonight but on reflection just staying home seems easier and more pleasant. My wife is watching "Quacker Factory" and I have some reading to do.
So far, so good.