The first paragraph below is what I had written Monday afternoon for Monday's post but after reading it over Monday I decided not to post it. Therefore, no Monday post. I was going to delete it this morning and then decided to leave it in today's post as a precursor to yesterday and today. It shows how my 'bank account' issue was the catalyst that with all the emotional issues over this past month and beyond, culminated in pushing me over the emotional edge.
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| OLD SOL TRIED HIS BEST TO PUNCH THROUGH THE CLOUD COVER THIS MORNING |
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| A POPULAR UFO LANDING SITE IN THE AREA:)) |
(Written Monday) I thought I lost Pheebs this morning when around 9 a.m. with a whimper she suddenly fell to the living room floor against my feet at the base of my recliner. I quickly got up and she was laying there not moving. I thought she'd had a heart attack. I got down on the floor petting and talking to her. I thought these were our last moments together. About half a minute later her eyes fluttered open so I knew she wasn't gone. I laid down on the floor beside her petting her and talking to her. I know she can't hear me, but I can hear me and she knows if my lips are moving, I'm talking to her. We stayed there on the floor about twenty minutes and twice she lifted her head and wagged her tail a couple times. Then, she began moving and I could tell she wanted to get up so I helped her onto her feet. She slowly walked around the living room with no wobbles or signs of weakness. When she rested her head on the couch I knew that meant she was looking for a snack. I quickly got her one and she ate it. Next, I fixed her up some breakfast and she ate most of that. She was back to normal. I debated whether to take her to Goderich with me or not. I had to go to the bank because I had been locked out of our banking site. I decided it would be better for her to stay home and rest. So, off to Goderich I went, and little did I know that the stress level for me was about to ramp up big time to a point where by this afternoon I would be feeling physically sick. A teller at the bank confused me with some mumbo jumbo smartphone stuff (not her fault...mine) and finally seeing that I was a hopeless case, and with a line-up behind me, suggested I phone the bank number on the back of my credit card. I came home feeling depressed like an old bag of dirt and the day just got worse from there. Most people I know wouldn't have found this bank site problem a big deal but it was a major event for me. I steeled myself with as much calm as I could muster and dialed the 1-800 number on the back of the card. As suspected from watching Kelly have to do this over the years, I sat there with our home phone to my ear for one hour and ten minutes having this horribly annoying and obnoxious noise in my ear all the time that some dumbass there had programmed in as music. What a horrible insult to 'music'. Finally, a man came on and I spent the best part of another half hour or more with him trying his best to help. Things only deteriorated and in the end, I was locked out of our banksite even worse than before. This time the screen said something about a security issue!! In desperation, he finally said, 'Because of security reasons you will have to go back to your local branch'. (Goderich) By this time I was so upset that I was shaking and feeling physically sick. I tried to find a phone number to call the Goderich branch to insist they do something but of course, the number I called kept routing me back through the bank system where a voice said the waiting time would be 45 minutes. At that point, I knew how a volcano feels seconds before it erupts and blows its stack. I paced up and down the hall trying to get myself calmed down. And then, I sat down and wrote this paragraph. It was the only release I had for my anger. I was at a point right then where I didn't want to see anybody or talk to anybody and I figured the next person I saw or heard that says, 'oh there's nothing to it', it's so simple, it's all so easy peasy that a two-year-old could do this online smartphone banking stuff, that I'm going to give that person such a slap!!!!!!! So here I am, not only dead in the water but now I'm upside down in the water too!! And the rent payment is due right now as well. Sorry folks, this was the only way of venting my anger and frustration this afternoon. I had seriously considered not posting anything tonight (Monday) but writing has always been a release for me over the years and I had to somehow bleed off some of this frustrated anger. I will drive back to the bank in the morning and this time ''demand' that somebody take the time out of their supposedly 'busy day' to help me with this online bank account mess I am in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| MUST HAVE BEEN A LIGHT SNOWFALL OVERNIGHT A FEW MILES INLAND |
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| MORNING'S COLD RAINY DRIZZLE |
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| THE RAINY DRIZZLE TURNED TO SLEET ON OUR WAY HOME |
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| THE SLEET TURNED INTO SNOW BY THE TIME WE PULLED INTO THE PARK |
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| AND, BY THE TIME I BACKED SUBIE INTO THE CARPORT THE SNOW HAD QUIT |
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| I GATHERED A FEW OF THE BROKEN PINE BRANCHES IN OUR BACK YARD AND PUT THEM IN A PILE NEAR OUR CAMPFIRE PIT |
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| FOR THE FIRST TIME IN OVER A MONTH OUR BACK DECK IS FREE OF SNOW |
Well, here we are at the start of a brand new year and it feels like a breath of fresh air as 2024 slips quietly away through the fog and mist to the annals of time. And, what are my plans for the future!! That's easy.....One Day At A Time.
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| A FEW LONG TELEPHOTO SHOTS OF SOME HORSES |
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- At the cocktail party, one woman said to another, "Aren't you wearing your wedding ring on the wrong finger?" The other replied "Yes, I am, I married the wrong man."
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On New Year's Eve, Patty stood up in the local bar and said that it was time to get ready. At the stroke of midnight, she wanted everyone to be standing next to the one person who made their life worth living. As the clock struck 12, chaos erupted as the bartender was almost crushed to death.
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One day a fisherman was lying on a beautiful beach, with his fishing pole propped up in the sand and his solitary line cast out into the sparkling blue surf. He was enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun and the prospect of catching a fish.
About that time, a businessman came walking down the beach, trying to relieve some of the stress of his workday. He noticed the fisherman sitting on the beach and decided to find out why this fisherman was fishing instead of working harder to make a living for himself and his family.
"You aren't going to catch many fish that way," said the businessman to the fisherman, "you should be working rather than lying on the beach!" The fisherman looked up at the businessman, smiled and replied, "And what will my reward be?"
"Well, you can get bigger nets and catch more fish!" was the businessman's answer.
"And then what will my reward be?" asked the fisherman, still smiling. The businessman replied, "You will make money and you'll be able to buy a boat, which will then result in larger catches of fish!" "And then what will my reward be?" asked the fisherman again. The businessman was beginning to get a little irritated with the fisherman's questions. "You can buy a bigger boat, and hire some people to work for you!" he said. "And then what will my reward be?" repeated the fisherman.The businessman was getting angry. "Don't you understand? You can build up a fleet of fishing boats, sail all over the world, and let all your employees catch fish for you!" Once again the fisherman asked, "And then what will my reward be?"
The businessman was red with rage and shouted at the fisherman, "Don't you understand that you can become so rich that you will never have to work for your living again! You can spend all the rest of your days sitting on this beach, looking at the sunset. You won't have a care in the world!" The fisherman, still smiling, looked up and said, "And what do you think I'm doing right now?"
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