|My three cats at an open window|
An open window signals a change-for-the-good in the weather. Who can resist the chance to peek outside?
My thoughts are scattered this week. Yours, too? Here a few of the things weighing on my mind:
1. When the Malaysia prime minister declared new data showed missing flight MH370 ended in the southern Indian Ocean, I yelled, “No-o-o” at the television screen. I’d hoped the plane would be found on a remote tarmac, the passengers sweaty and annoyed by their detour, but safe. I wasn’t alone in my magical thinking; my friend Fio had hoped for a similar, happy ending.
- Soon, Younger Daughter embarks on an 18-month journey that will take her to Canada, South Korea, and Norway. The opportunity’s fantastic, and I’m thrilled for her. I’m also going to miss her like crazy, and the missing part didn’t sink in until a month ago. Magical thinking, that trickster, had me focused on the positive right up until my girl ended her apartment lease and bought her plane tickets. Thank God for Skype.
- April 15, Tax Day in the U.S. looms, and I still have numbers to hunt and gather. A friend suggested I work one hour a day on taxes until I finish my share. “Set a timer,” she said. “At the end of the hour, stop, and pick up where you left off tomorrow.” The method works, but I won’t relax until the job’s done.
- Two months ago, Hubs and I bought a house in the Texas Hill Country. Right now, we’re using it as a weekend place. On our last visit, the garage-door opener didn’t work. We figured the battery was dead. Then, we found a puddle of water under the refrigerator. Hmmm, the refrigerator’s contents were warm. We tried to turn on a light. Nothing. Hubs checked the breaker box, but it seemed fine. He called the electric company, and a nice person there asked him to check the electric meter. Hubs couldn’t locate a meter because someone had stolen it. Did you know it’s possible to pry and electric meter out of its housing, move it to another location, hook it to a power line, and run a fridge and lights? The electric company sent out a crew to install a new meter and track the location of the old one. CSI-Hill Country! The power company will deny future service to the miscreant, levy a fine, and there’s the specter of electric-shock treatments. Meanwhile, while I’m happy to have a new meter, I'm braced for the surprises my next Hill Country visit will bring.
What weighs on your mind?