Well here I am again trying to fine the time to make entries. I've lost so many of my readers that it may take a while to get things rolling again. Recently I've come to the conclusion that no matter how hard you try life gets in the way and fate can throw you curves you best hit hard and pop them up to a higher authority. In February Judy and I learned via the US mail that our land lord on Bayfront had quit paying the mortgage and that we had less than 30 days to vacate. Landlord said he was going to call and fill us in he just never got around to it. We also got the word that our daughter's cancer had returned. The treatments were intense and they made her sick, Judy had to spend a lot of time in St. Louis helping. So finding a new place was left up to me......a challenge I jumped at....yeah right. I found a place, close to the one we had and with a great view of the lake. It had been vacant for several months and needed a good cleaning. Judy was out of town so I took my trusty shop vac and headed to the new digs. The first place I started was the gas fireplace. It was a mess to say the least, full of trash, soot and and just about everything else one could imagine. With the confidence of a Supreme Court judge I attacked the task. Let me stop here for a minute, shop vacs are really great tools, however, and we all know there are however's involved, the lid has to be very secure or all the dirt, dust, and in this case soot enters the atmosphere and an alarming rate. Yep....I could have set the place on fire and had less damage. I had to mop the floors.....over and again....soot does not like water so it turns to some chemical combination that has the adhesion of super glue and will not be allowed to be mopped up. One can get on their hands and knees, use paper towels, towels, microfiber, steel wool, and every other thing known to modern man with little or no results. I'm still wiping up black. Then there was the walls.....yes soot sticks to walls as well and if you use water on it it turns from a fine dust to a smeary black goo. Same thing applies... you can wipe to the drywall and it still stays put. Judy came back from a trip, said a few things that were not suitable for my ego and self esteem, told me to deal with it and then laughed till tears fell. I was proud that I could give her a little relief. We moved on time in spite of the largest snowfall in recent memory in southwest Missouri. I would have never made it for not the willingness of my son Brad, and the assistance of my friends, Doug-Wayne, Jim and Bob. Judy did not have much to move. I'm proud to report that we didn't break anything, just lost a few things. Like Judy's Paula Dean toaster and egg cooker.....never used that egg cooker. Any way, we thought I lost some of her necklases to include her pearl one. Found those last week in a drawer in a dresser we seldom get into...now I wonder who put them there....
Like I said that fate thing rose again couple of weeks ago, We learned that our landlady, Renee, was just informed that she had a large tumor in her pancreas and liver, she was told it was cancer, it was bad, and there was not much that could be done. I really hate cancer.......
My daughter is home, hospice is making her comfortable as possible and between Judy and my other daughter along with an aunt they are helping and being there when hospice is not. I ask for your prayers for Trish's comfort and strength for those that are there.
I will try to be a little more dedicated to this blog, I refuse to join facebook I don't know how to twitter and talking on the phone is so yesterday. If I want to discuss something with the grandkids I have to text, autocorrect is not my friend. So until next time thanks for reading.
Mike
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