Monday, June 9, 2008

Sunday. turning red...

I had an absolutely frustrating morning! I told Jake I'd get my trailer hooked up and pick up something he needed from Lowe's. In return, I was gonna get to swim in their pool. Sounds, sweet, right? So, after a shower and a cup of coffee, I got dressed and went out side. Note: It's already hot and humid and it's only 8:30 AM!

Well, I went out to get the trailer with what I thought was the key to the padlock (I had chained the boat trailer to the "trailer" trailer last fall when I set it outside for the winter, so nobody would steal it). But, not the right key! So, I went back in the house and tried to find it. NONE of the keys in the key box worked. So, I started looking elsewhere. I tore up the garage, my bedroom dresser, etc., NOTHING. These are two brass locks I bought specifically for this, both keyed the same. I shouldn't, couldn't, have lost the keys, could I?

Finally, I gave up. I got the 100 foot extension cord and Jake's cut-off grinder. I plugged it into the outdoor plug, fed the extension cord out and plugged in the cut off wheel. Nothing happened. So, I went back and jiggled the plug. What I didn't know is that the cut off tool has an "On" lock. So, I heard the grinder start up. I quickly unplugged it and went out to see what happened. I had set in on top of the canvas covering my sailboat. It chewed through the canvas and into the fiberglass boat! Dammit!

So, I moved on. I cut through the chain and dragged the trailer out front. I had to take the sides off first, and then I backed the car out and tried to hook the trailer up to the hitch. I had installed a swing-up front trailer wheel last fall. I'm not sure why, but now it won't swing up! So, I got out some wrenches and took it off the trailer. I'm now about and hour late, my shirt is soaked through with sweat and I ain't happy at all!

So, I changed my shirt, tossed some tie-down straps in the trunk and head out. I made my pick up and got to Jake and Carla's around 10:30 AM. Nobody answered the bell, but their car is in the driveway. I can hear a lawnmower, but the fence is too high to get anybody's attention. However, for a change, the gate is unlocked, (Jake did that on purpose) so I get inside that way. We offload the cargo and I check out their gardens with Carla while Jake finishes the lawn.

They have had all kinds of problems getting the pool up and running (including having to buy a new pump) but its ready today. Jake is vacuuming the pool and Carla and I change into our suits. Then its Jake's turn and we all go out into the pool. Yeow! It's cold near the bottom. But, in a few minutes, you adjust. So, we swim and frolic for a long while. I noticed that Jake's neck was getting red and I though, "Uh, oh..." So, I got out, dried off and changed into my street clothes. I made my apologies and left for home.

Once home, I started the last laundry load of the weekend (wet swimsuit and towel, sweat-drenched shirts and pants, etc.). I rearranged the garage so I didn't have to screw with the trailer today; I just unhooked it and pulled it inside. Then I took a shower to get the chlorine off me and was unpleasantly surprised that the water hitting my body hurt. I think I got sunburned, BAD!!!

About 5:00 PM, the sky darkened and I had to turn lights on in the house. Sure enough, there's a storm blowing in. So, I grab the sunflower and pole beans seeds and rush out to get them planted before it rained. I checked and emptied my rain gauge, and found I had gotten about 1/4 inch of rain overnight on Saturday. I didn't hear the rain, but I did notice the patio was wet when I woke up this morning.

I think the squirrels or birds ate the first seeds I planted, but my Mom said it wasn't too late to replant them. Just as I finished, the rain came down, so I ran into the house (well, as much as I can run these days, lol!)

Dinner was a warmed up piece of the Cauliflower Cheese Pie and, later, a cold piece of chicken. I watched my usual Sunday Night shows. I fell asleep at 10:30 PM, woke up at 11:00 and went to sleep for real.

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