Elsa had used the wee-wee pad again last night. I thought she had gotten into using it because I was walking her so late. But last night, I took her out an hour earlier than usual. The pad was in the shower this time, so there was no floor to clean up. I follow the same principle with these pads as I do with flushing, "If it's yellow, let it mellow; if it's brown, flush it down." I hung the soiled pad up on the laundry line to let the sun and rain do their work. I remember a woman telling me how this Hawaiian sun sucked all signs of urine right out of an object. She did that with sofa pillows when her kids had an accident. Sounded good to me.
As I woke up, I had a dream that someone told me that Mike was dead, and I passed out. I suspect another layer of reality has set in.
I always run into many of the same people when I walk. Today, I ran into an older couple I hadn't seen for a while. Her husband said they hadn't been walking for the last five months. He had had an accident. He was riding his lawnmower. As he passed under a tree, he didn't duck deep enough. He drove the top of his head into that branch and broke his neck. Ow! He was lucky he was not permanently paralyzed from the neck on down or dead.
I run into many of the same people. Two men who walk with their wives look like they modeled for eligible middle-aged men in Kona. I doubt they were the model, but their faces are unusual. Interesting.
After the walk, I meditated for half an hour. I was tired afterward and lay down to sleep. I wanted to work with a student on comprehension, but I wasn't up for it. When I woke up, I only had half an hour before my next appointment. In the middle of that, I got a call from my aesthetician. She had an opening at 2:15; could I make it? You'd better believe it. This woman does wonders with my face. She is only here for one week a month. She lives on Oahu. Yvette told me about her. But my first session with her was a free one she offered me after Mike died. She had known him and valued her brief interactions with him.
I stopped off at Ace Hardware to pick up the $6.00 plastic shield face mask. Judy was wearing one when she came over yesterday. She had painted the headband to cover up the company label. The lady who sold me the shield told me about a customer who painted the headband lavender. I said I know; she's my friend. The clerk told me that everyone who buys one knows this lady. She said to thank her for passing on information about Ace's shields. She drummed up a lot of business.
Elsa and I went for our before-dinner walk. I wasn't very hungry. I had defrosted some chicken but hadn't had a chance to cook it. Since cooking requires electricity, I want to bake it during the sunlight hours, so I'm reliant entirely on solar. I had a quick dinner: a small salad and a frozen burrito.
Collen, the aesthetician, asked me to fill out a survey for the best services in West Hawaii. She texted me the survey. I had to choose at least twenty businesses to qualify for the survey. I didn't think I could do it. Au contra: I had over thirty to recommend.
I continued watching Endeavor before going to bed. Yvette came up to pick up a form I had printed out for her. She also returned the paperwork I had given Josh to get notarized. He had started filling it out and concluded it was for me to fill out, not him. However, that is not what the lady at the DMV told me.
I had gone the other day to find out what I needed to do to complete the sale of Mike's Ford; the title was in his name. I told the lady at the DMV that I wanted to sell my deceased husband's car to my son-in-law. She gave me a form and told me he, yes he, had to have it notarized. Yes, I could return the completed form to the DMV to complete the process. I had made an appointment for Josh for Friday at 11 am when I was there the other day. Now, here was Yvette saying that she thought I was the one who was supposed to get the form notarized, not Josh. That made sense to me, but it was not what the lady had said.
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