Tuesday, May 30, 2023

 Tuesday, May 30, 2023

      I heard the doggie door flap as I lay in bed. I sat up and checked if Elsa was sleeping on the other side of the bed. If not, it would mean some other animal had gotten in. She was gone. A minute later, I heard the door again, Elsa flapping her ears as she shook her head and returned to bed. Great news! I'd seen evidence that she knew how and when to use the doggie door, but it is always good to see it again.

     I was up late this morning, seven-thirty, so I fed Elsa before we went on a walk. As we left the driveway,  I ran into my neighbor from across the street, heading in the opposite direction. We stopped to talk. I proposed we walk together in the direction she was going. She was on her last lap at the end of her walk before heading home.  

       She asked me if Judy was okay. She hadn't seen her for a while. At first, I didn't know what Marcia was talking about. Where would she have seen Judy regularly?  She always saw her driving back and forth. Ah! Now I got it. I explained. The Turo business Judy and Paulette had been driving for wasn't getting any customers, and they were let go.

     During COVID, the car rental companies had no business and sold all their cars. Visitors to the island were dependent on Turo. Everyone and his uncle started their own business. There was one guy with a fleet of eighty cars. The Turo business was booming. Then, the car rental companies returned, renting for less than the Turo providers. My neighbor told me renting from a car company was cheaper than Uber. The car rental companies were coming back with a vengeance.  

   I had no tutoring sessions today. I had trouble getting myself in gear. I did a Yoga Go session. I also walked up to Judy and Paulette's to deliver the limes Yvette had dropped off yesterday. I kept some, but Judy's husband loves them. I called out when I got there. I wanted to check on Paulette anyway. She was feeling somewhat better than yesterday. I hoped she was well on her way to recovery by now. Judy called out., "Don't come in. Paulette's very sick." She was worse off than she had been the other day. This is a concern. She'd been running a high fever since Friday. Judy said it was a virus; there was nothing a doctor could do. It just had to work itself out.  

     I caught Elsa sniffing around the corner of the lanai. Oh, oh. I called her. I was going to walk her on the street. Instead, I led her out to the back lanai. She had no trouble dropping her load there. Once I was sure what she was doing, I ducked inside and let her get back in through the doggie door. I hoped she'd learn to do that when she had to poop instead of using my carpeted lanai. Nature's Miracle with a Rainbow vacuum chaser does a great job, but I would prefer not having to use that.      

    Brian came over to work on the printer. He came to the same conclusion Scott and I had; the printer was outdated. Its software couldn't connect to the newer computers. Brian replaces his printer every two to three years. Mike and I brought this printer with us from Ohio in 2015. It was considerably more than two years old. The manual typewriter my mother brought from Germany was with us to the bitter end. She came over in 1937 and died in 2001. They don't make things like they used to.  

     Brian and Scott were both giving me grief over working with two different systems: my Apple and my Microsoft Surface Pro. Brian proposed having all my data stored in a Network. It sounds less vulnerable than iCloud or One Drive, which I use to communicate between the two computers.  

     Around 7 pm, I got a text from Paulette saying she was in the Emergency Room getting tests.   Thank God she was finally under a doctor's care.