It was a relatively quiet week here at the creek.
Yes, I decided to give the on-line dating thing one more try. I’ve now cancelled the three days for a dollar trial.
Candidate number two is an active, ambulatory, well educated, kind 70 year old man. We met for lunch at a different destination and ate on the deck overlooking brackish water. Although the table was in the shade when we were seated, the umbrella eventually didn’t provide much. He is retired Air Force and Boeing engineer. Divorced three times. Two were extremely unusual circumstances. No children. Took care of his ailing parents prior to their deaths. He is the only survivor among his siblings. Very kind and attentive. Tall. Great conversationalist. Rides his bicycle every morning.
After lunch, by mutual agreement, we went for coffee to spend more time together. During the week we texted back and forth; talked on the phone a couple of times; visited a local attraction. The outing was cut short because he was uncomfortably hot and complaining about his lunch choice ‘repeating.’ A day or two later his visit to the doctor confirmed a virus. I picked up some bland food for him and late lunch for myself; drove to his house (he re-reimbursed me) and watched some T.V.
I learned that I’m quite happy being single. My activities keep me busy and I happily and finally put myself first, which is new for me. In my imaginings, it would be nice to have some one to cuddle and hug – on my terms. Stepping back and being objective, it seems that candidate number two is looking for more than I am. I sorted this out while playing in the dirt today. I uprooted plants I don’t care for so that I can put in a cactus garden. Maybe Mother Earth helped me come to the conclusion. In previous times, I would have lived with the plants even though I don’t like them, so as not to disrupt them. Not anymore. I do what I want. When I want. I now have to communicate my moment of self discovery to Mr. Right – but – not – for – me.
In between dating, one of the volunteers on the Book Nook crew and I teamed up to purge through duplicate copies and shift some books to provide less crowding in certain areas.
There is a new committee at the creek. Yup, I’m on it. It has been four years since the residents had a photo directory published. It sounds simple, and hopefully it will be, but there are details that need to be implemented so it all goes smoothly. The four of us will be BFFs during the next few months until everyone is scheduled and photographed. The studio will be set up in both clubhouses during different dates. Scheduling will be on-line or in person at coffee mornings.
Before heading out to play in the dirt, I had a few things to address on-line. Since I really have no schedule to keep, it is easy for me to “wander;” browse and get distracted by pop-ups and other stuff. Fair warning, this is not for the squeamish or easily grossed out group. It is one of my quirky weird things. I like to pop pimples – as did my grandmother. Not many pimples pass my way these days. Aha, enter the internet! Yup! There are pimple popping sites – no kidding. I totally lost track of time watching.
A board certified dermatologist https://www.youtube.com/user/DrSandraLee posts actual procedures on you tube. Her alias is “Dr. Pimple Popper.” If I had only known I could have gotten paid for popping pimples… She also excises cysts and other nasty infected outcroppings that shouldn’t be on one’s body. There are other, non-doctor poppers on line…they should be wearing gloves and a mask! Or at least be better prepared for what spurts out! I found myself yelling more effective techniques to them through the monitor. It’s a real squeeze!
My buddy, Betty and I were in Ace Hardware to purchase replacement spools for her edger – she ran out while doing my driveway. The store provides complimentary pop-corn from a replica of an old-fashioned pop-corn machine! Of course we had some! It was delicious. We also discovered Angel mints http://www.candyfavorites.com. We each purchased an assortment of packages.
The Angel mint box claims to be manufactured in Florida from 100% ingredients. The display in the store claims that Angel mint cures or calms just about every thing attributed to the power of peppermint. Please check out out the possibilities on their website. I must say that one mint does seem to help gassy gut. If you decide to try them, you can purchase from their site.
Once Betty replaced the cutting spools in her edger she returned to finish my drive-way and side-walk areas. She also brought her electric hedge clippers. She could see my fingers twitch and drool running down my chin while I watched. She gave me brief instructions and I was off. Hooked. We had to stop because of rain.
There were more hedges to clip. I decided I had to own my own clipper. While in Ace, I did look at the selection. Betty said she would let me try hers to determine size, weight and ease of use. My comparison shopping was done. I ordered on-line from Home Depot along with a cord, fertilizer and a two-in-one-tool Betty swore by. Each item was delivered one by one.
The cord finally arrived yesterday. Today was to be my maiden voyage with my own clippers. It’ll have to wait. The partially completed plant pull out needed to be completed (my rule) before moving onto another project. By the time all the roots were up, the rains began and I was spent from up rooting.
Adventure planned for Monday – weather permitting.