triumphgal

Today was topsy turvy, getting desk work done and then heading to the office to spend other people’s money, writing cheques for remittences etc.

I enjoyed taking time to visit a bit at the office, as I was masked, it was good. I don’t want to make anyone nervous until we get this inflammation thing solved even if I was working there when it began. I moved a load of my office stuff home. I think that is discomforting to at least one co-worker.

After talking to my boss we agreed it would be ok for me to use banked time to take the afternoon off. I came home and had some lunch and then texted Diane who replied promptly that they were on the way to get me to drop me at the shop to pick up my Motorcycle!

I paid, and waited until they brought it around front. Popped off down the highway and immediately noticed my speedometer and odometer were not working. I headed straight back to learn that they think it is my unit not the cable although it is broken too. Somewhat frustrated… I just took the part and willl deal with it. I use the Odometer as a gas gauge so beside not having proper mileage on the bike there’s that inherent risk. The caliper mount is fixed though.

Stopped and had a great boulevard visit with Rae-Anne and then the boys and Ashlée. I decided to hug them while I had my riding gear on and it was great. Also stopped at Diane’s to do the same, hug her and Zoe which made my heart full.

I forgot that before I left I had put ribs in the crock pot and when I opened the door Oh my, the husband is a good cook! It smelled delicious. Hey if the hubby is a squat appliance that can cook ribs, I am good with that.

After a dinner of corn on the cob and ribs, Jake came by. He is moving to Vancouver on Sunday. I understand why but will miss him desperately. We had a great visit as he looked throught the envelope of memories I had compiled from my sorting. We had a good laugh at his report card with failing grade in math as he is now a bookkeeper. I really do wish him the best. I was the same age when I left this town and my daughters age 2 & 5 with their Father. I can only give advice from experience, not judge.

He dropped me off at Diane and Sean’s and I immediately fell into her arms with a sob. It matters more than I was allowing to feel. I enjoyed my visit with them. It was so nice to be in someone elses house for the first time in 78 days, sitting around a table and talking and drinking, so great!

After I got home I remembered it is my dear friend Nigel’s 64th birthday in the UK tomorrow so I rewrote the words to When I’m 64 to suit him, sort of sang it into a video and posted to his Facebook as my night is his early morning.

What a great up and down day. The pool is full and warming although only up to 15 last time I checked.