Wow what a day. I got to work and settled back into a new work week. I was walking around and my shins kept hurting. I thought... what the heck is this about? Duh... walking up steep waterfall climbs. Oh yeah. I'm not sure if it was the grade up or down... or maybe both. I guess it was more of a work out than I thought. Not much happened at work besides work. I did have a funny little customer. She's about as big as the second hand on a watch face. Twice she cracked me up. The first time we were going through letters. They say things like A, apple, aah. She looks at me with a twinkle and says "B, bear balls" then giggled. A bit later we were writing sentences and she came up with "Len Hen can get some." This cracked her up. Me too, but for different reasons... I hope. That's life in tiny toon land. I was glad to be home when my day ended. I had decided to walk, then changed my mind. A friend gave me a ride to pick up some money from X and then on to the market. Unremarkable, except for my brief visit with X. He has developed a blind spot in one eye. This is a man who once fought myself and two friends as we forced him to get him into the car and to a doctor. Kind of like trying to give a cat a bath. Talk about wrestling! He has no health insurance, naturally. So I spent some time looking for funding. He will get his eye checked out. It will be paid for. Good.
Home at last, one fire put out, time for a calm evening. Then I go on FaceBook and find that Mikey P. had a driving mishap. He was going through the blue mountains and heading into terrible winds... the hood blew up, smashed the windshield and knocking off the rear view mirror, as he was passing a semi. He got the car stopped safely, but the wind was so bad that he had to help his friend pull the door open and it took both of them to get the hood back down. Yikes! I am thankful that both of them are okay and the car can be driven home.
It was not but a bit over a year ago that Mikey P. nearly died from bacterial meningitis on a trip to Pullman. He was working, like today. He is self-employed and his job requires travel. Bear tells me later, once she was over the initial shock of today's weirdness, that she feels it is time for him to look for different employment. He has worked very hard to make his business go and he earns a good living for them. But I can understand what she is saying too. Its hard when someone you care about has troubles so far from home.
But really Bear... I had to find out on FB? Sheesh! And you say I'm bad about getting in touch. Okay... I am terrible about it. I guess I can't complain too much.
The rest of my evening passed uneventfully in my usual manor. I did get a call from my favorite frog, but he was so tired sounding that I was glad when he decided he needed to sleep. He was plain rummy.
I suppose it was a Monday, as Mondays will be. Weird with strange events. But we made it through the other end. That is the important thing. I hope your Monday was not typical of the Monday syndrome. Thank goodness tomorrow is another day. Let's hope its a smooth one for us all.