16-04-27

I just really had a lot of fun yesterday. 

I came to the writing shack early enough to get my time in and it was cool and I opened the windows and enjoyed the fresh air and listened to the birds sing and chirp and call. I meant to cut it short, to take care of business since I planned on goofing off in the afternoon, but I couldn't make myself leave. It is a little stuffy this morning and I need to see about finding a fan I can use for the few weeks we have before I'm going to have to close out the outside and leave on the air conditioner. 

So much happy stuff, I hardly know where to begin. This is the Facebook Joy Journal, but when I posted this morning about having to wake Tyler up early, Morgan said, "Ohhh the memories of swinging around dancing in the morning still 97% asleep." When she lived with me, I would scoop her up out of the bed, hold her in a hug, and we'd sing and dance (or rather, I'd sing and dance) our way to the kitchen bar stool, where she'd have her breakfast. 

When I got my nails done yesterday, I met Diane Ballard, although I didn't know her last name until she asked for mine as I was getting ready to leave. She talks pretty much non-stop, and she fessed up to that from the get go. "Can't sit still," she said. Turns out, she and her husband own a mobile home park in Theodore, along with 100 rental houses. She is 69, her husband is 73. She wants them to retire, but he doesn't want to. He doesn't just want to sit at home, and he has no interest in travel. She worries about how he would run the business if something happened to her because she handles administrative things. Like me, she is aware of the nuances of things that she has learned over the more than 30 years that they have been doing this, and the difficulty of handing all of that off to someone. She was a lively, friendly critter. 

I like Amber's new salon. I really enjoyed my little shop hop. (Hair, Nails, Bakery.) The bakery was a bit of a disappointment --- it is really more of a set up for school kids to eat their snack and go, rather than a quiet place to read a book, so I might not do that again, but I enjoyed it yesterday. The girl did not trim my nails to even them out and the fingernail polish has a least two divits, so I probably wouldn't go back there, but they're doing nails at Amber's place now, so I think I'm good there. 

Tyler said there is a new kid at school, that he is from Cuba, speaks some English but not a lot, and that he is kind of his new best friend. The boy was following Tyler to his class, but since he's really in a different group, another student steered him in the right direction. Tyler and the boy are in the same PE class though, and Tyler described how he used an improv sign language to to explain the running test they were about to take. 

We went to Daniel's game and had fun watching him. He made some good catches, playing first base. 

Tyler's bus came early today. I thought about waiting for Beverly, but that felt pushy, so I came on inside. And so then I heard her at the door ---- she'd run all the way from the Phew! driveway to the side door. "I like the run," she said, when I told her I thought about waiting. Happy hug.