12th November, 2018 Monday Veteran’s Day
Well, I have spent the day trying to resurrect the Pages File which has been the home to Tea With Me. I had a highly unsatisfactory call with Apple Support which had me gagging on the phrase,”You are an Ageist Smart Ass who is hell bent on making me feel like an Idiot because I remember a world without electronics.” I didn’t say it but I did say, “This has been so unsatisfactory,” and hung up the phone.
I guess the phrase, “Hung up the phone” dates me or any of the phrases that talk about the time before our phones fit in the palm of our hands and were not connected to a cord in a stationary part of a building or a phone booth dates any of us. or the expectation that after the company I have several devices from all of which have done various updates in the last two weeks that someone on the support end of things would rather respond to my complicated query with something like curiosity rather than well why didn’t you back shit to other devices than the ones you pay us money to support for you. Pissed the shit out of me, he did, this twerp. I sound like my mother.
Well, Dream Kite flew across the college sky last night. I am back for yet another degree in a city that sports old and funky wonderful buildings. I am in my first few days of freshman year, have gone to my first few classes and find myself being greeted by an old old friend who wants me to come back with her to her very cool and soon to be available full blown architect designed 40 year old house right near campus. I was faced with the jump opportunity of living in the dorms with all that stupid swimming all around where what I needed to do was posted on my door vs living away from Stupid but losing the communication about what I needed to grow.
Day was cold and gloomy. Zoi wanted nothing more than to zip and roar all the way through it. At one point I went out to find her only to see her snout deep down a hole at the base of a tree on the other side of our lovely stone wall. It was damn damn cold and I was concerned about how chilled her boney frame felt against that arctic wave. But she, her Russian genes sprouted in this frigid air. I pulled her in three times to warm her up and she just friggin wanted to go back out. Well, more and more I wish I had in this pack a friend for her with which to frolic.
Husband is not here tonight. He has gone to see his Papa. This is good for him and for his Papa. I am fine with them finding this frequent time to visit with each other. However, he expressed to me that he would rather be with me.
I am copying and pasting Tea With Me to places on my computer from harposword,com.
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