We had a quiet day yesterday. I managed to watch some of the footage of the towers as they fell, and too this video of the retired fireboat brought back to save the day. I also listened to some of the personal stories. I kept all of them in my thoughts throughout the day. It was the best I could do.
We had a few moments of frightening slapstick when the board prez broke into the place next to us to shut off water running freely from a hose on the back deck. Someone now has to tell the gaggle of boys that live there that she did this….and took pictures. We also had a few hours of quiet comfort on top of a mountain late in the day.
Today the kids march by on the way to school, and I survey the appointment book. Today at 0830, there’s a half hour appointment with the “Quieter Home Program” folks. One wall has a bookcase they didn’t take into account, and they plan to put a heating vent out right into the middle of it. They are the ones sticking the new windows in as well as heat and air…for free. We just can’t sue them if an airplane falls on us. We took that trade off. Tomorrow I get a shot in my hip, and hopefully it will work better when they are done. Thursday I’m back to the eye doc to finish the eye exam interrupted by the blackout of last week.
Next week, we pack. Imagine. That week in the appointment book looks very bare. I so like that. Maybe by the time we hit the rails, I will be a more mobile entity.