LAUNDRY
A couple of laundry services ruined some items so a third one (pictured) was chosen and we were grateful to simply to have clean clothes with no expectation of punctuality or perfection!
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SIESTA
A line from my favorite movie “Its a Mad, Mad, Mad World” is…”Whenever you want a cab you can’t get one”! To get one at Walmart’s parking lot, you’d have to wake ’em up.
Back at our place…when an unregistered boat appeared at the dock, police were assigned ’round the clock guard duty to await the culprit’s return…but crime fighting must be awfully tiresome…
…or boring?
READY IN 2 WEEKS…not
The cul-de-sac road we lived on started to get re-paved in October with a “before Christmas” finish time. Uh-huh, sure. Weeks and weeks and more weeks went by…been called “Mexican time”…without finishing. While work was in progress, the residents along the road were sometimes alerted to possible delays—like never being able to get out of your driveway, or other obstructions or inconveniences.
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ACCIDENTAL (CLUMSY?)
As he hurried to move our car to avoid the oily-gook (above) being sprayed on it, Bill spun out of his sandals, landing face first on the concrete! With broken eyeglasses slanted across his nose, he did indeed move our car as he had to drive to a clinic to get stitches over an eye!
Around the same time, I was inspecting mosquito bites on the back of my leg, and had my leg upon the arm of a large wicker chair. As I twisted ’round to look, the chair skidded out from under my leg, and I descended quickly to the tile floor. Rather than break my face, I instinctively put my hand out and broke my wrist. I was home alone, so I placed a freezer pack on it, sat on the sofa and waited a couple hours ’til Bill returned with the car. I wore a cast for a month on my right arm…of course I’m right-handed!
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CASH RULES!
Large expenditures like rent or utilities involved obtaining heaps of cash which we weren’t accustomed to handling. Credit or debit card, online banking, wire transfer or other modern payment options were not accepted in many cases.
DETOURS
Whenever a sporting event, religious ceremony, festival, or parade occurred, the road barricades appeared. Guess it wasn’t only us who didn’t have fore-warning of road closures because the same outrageous traffic jam would ensue. The worst detour for us was when we were only 10 minutes from home, returning from grocery shopping, and encountered the dreaded barricade! Our old Subaru was ailing then (over-heating) and couldn’t be driven more than 30 minutes at a time without stopping to add fluid. The traffic jam created by the detour was mega-huge, confusing, and at a standstill while round-about traffic entered backwards and sideways! Worrying the whole time of over-heating and not being able to exit the car to open the hood, the first hour passed as we inched along the route without mishap. Along the way we discovered the road had been closed for a marathon.
Almost 2 hours without over-heating was a miracle as our street corner came into sight, but it was barricaded too! I jumped out and walked home; Bill drove on to find a place to park—a couple of kilometers away. Oh, remember those groceries we were driving home with? Couldn’t leave them in a hot car…walking back with all those bags was an awesome feat and a welcome closure to a frustrating detour-day.
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