IF
ANYTHING CAN GO WRONG, IT WILL – ESPECIALLY WHEN MIKE IS OUT OF TOWN.
Staycation 2016 venue |
When
Mike traveled as a function of his job, we used to laugh that the worst problems
came up while he was out of town. For instance, just before Hallie was born, a
water line broke (not mine) and flooded the back yard while Mike was in Boise. Now
that he’s retired, it seems this “Murphy’s Law” is still in effect. The new and
problematic wireless printers have not worked in his absence, so I coped by
getting out the little HP1600, which we kept “just in case.” Tuesday I learned
about resetting the modem and restored my internet connection. And last night I
had a live chat with “Kevin” (first language not English) at Dish because the
remote quit working. Long story short, they’re sending us a new remote to
replace this defective one. It’s just hard for me to accept that it could be
working one minute and dead the next.
Vance -- one Christmas Eve |
Sometimes
these simple yet frustrating problems are just opportunities to be grateful for
our blessings. It’s just not right to let these things upset me, I tell myself.
That said, we all know the problem. We’ve come to depend on our electronics and
when they fail, we’re stuck.
Nina and Charlie Portfors, Red River Hot Springs, c. 1950 |
Today
I reorganized, made new lists, and puttered along with this and that, but tomorrow
I’ll have to work faster. The scanner and the slides are already put away. Hopefully
I won’t let another four years go by before I tackle it again. Perhaps I’ll just
take a day and get it done.
It
was 81 by noon, then dropped back to a pleasant 74 for our afternoon walk. No
rain, though.
I’m
sure the dogs miss Mike, but today I sensed their concern more keenly. Bess
kept whining at the door with her old tennis ball, wanting me to come out and play.
This evening she whimpered and crawled into my lap for a little cuddling. She
often curls up with Mike on the sofa, and I suspect she needed more human
contact. Nellie, too, was restless and not content to stay in the house. She
wanted to be outside, which was difficult because I have to watch her. The old
dog always becomes my dog.
2 comments:
I never imagined this Portfors fellow to have the personality to stand atop a post. Was he good humored?
Grandpa Portfors (Papa, 1875-1971) had a sense of humor. However, religion, business, politics, etc., were serious matters. The minister should not laugh from the pulpit. The bank should not advertise by cartoons. I'm sure he approved of Dwight Eisenhower's stern demeanor. I think he was inflexible in his outlook, and I think I might describe Ina this same way, so it might well have been a common for people of that generation to think that way.
We should ask Harriet because she knew Papa when he was younger. After all, as I grew older, his health began to decline. He was most always lucid, but he didn't feel well. And maybe Chuck would have something to add.
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