Thursday, February 16, 2017

The Pickup


I didn’t realize my Prosebox entries didn’t show comments to logged out visitors. Therefore I’ll go back to updating Blogger and I’ll share those entries to Facebook like I usually do. Not going to go back to updating my-diary, though, other than for my yearly bio that I’m working on. I’m up to 1996 now.

A few minutes after midnight I went out for my run. I’d just hit the top of the hill when a white pickup cruised by very slowly and out the back gate. Although I wasn’t worried, I had a feeling I’d see it again.

By the time I got to the front gate about 20 minutes later, there it was coming in the gate. At that hour I figured it was someone that lived here since they had the code to open the gate. Because it was dark I couldn’t see the driver. Sure enough, the truck stopped by me, and although I still wasn’t worried I thought fine, bring it on, cock, and I’ll show you what it’s like to really regret a random decision. Even if I wasn’t stronger, I knew it was likely that I could outrun them, but all I heard was a male voice asking how I was and if I lived here.

“Yes, I do,” I said to the guy, probably in his 50s or 60s judging by the sound of his voice, and he said, “Alright then, have a nice night.”

So he was just concerned and probably curious, too. I don’t look as old as I am anymore than I look as heavy as I am. 145 pounds of Bowflex power in a petite package. :-)

The winds were dead calm, so I could hear my music well. The only annoyance was that damn plane that continued circling round and round for an hour or two. I still don’t get what that’s all about.

Then that super loud car passed me right as I approached the back of our house at 12:30.

It’s supposed to rain for the next few days. Really hope the roof doesn’t leak before we’ve have it redone!

I’ll be getting a pink raincoat and pink plaid rain boots for when I’m out walking in the rain. I should’ve gotten them last fall. I just really didn’t think the drought would end. That’s ok. December and January are too cold anyway.

Got the “broken floor” sticker and I’m not impressed with it. It doesn’t look very 3D and should probably be on a white floor rather than a cream colored one. Also, the angle of the living room you’re supposed to be looking down at doesn’t look right.

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