Be advised
that these adjectives do not apply to Gloria.
She has a smile that can light of one of the gloomiest of places, and
airline terminal in winter. My visage is
more likely to be mistaken for a kobold or troll, perhaps on a rare good day, a
silkie.
I wound up
traveling to Greeneville yesterday to get a 48 “ 4x4 treated post and a bucket
of quick crete to anchor the post. By
the time I was half way to Lowes, it was raining. It rained steadily until I returned. The expanse of mountains from highway 107
looking southeast was shrouded in rain and looked grim and foreboding with a
promise of a harsh winter yet to come.
Today dawned
thickly overcast with rain sliding in from the west by 0830. The mailbox is still standing, shakily until
I can replace its main support post. I’ll
need to dig a hole 2 feet deep in a rocky creek bed. The installation page calls for a post-hole
digger. I don’t have one or access to
one. I’ll be moving a lot of dirt that
doesn’t need to be moved. But I
seriously doubt I could use a post-hole digger and then have any shoulder
function left. I hope to get the hole
dug and the post installed properly sometime after the 19th.
I must
confess that I half-way expected to find the mailbox damaged again this
morning. I suspect that the driver who
hit it was DUI on ethanol or other substances had no insurance, and probably no
valid drivers’ license. That is, of
course, supposition on my part. But
given the incidence of traffic stops that yield DUI/no insurance/no valid
license (suspended, revoked), it may well be valid.
I will have
to remove the 4 foot-long post from the Pathfinder tomorrow. I don’t like driving around with an unsecured
ballistic projectile aimed at my skull.
I’m charging the cordless drill batteries now to use in replacing the
mailbox and for another project or two.
We bought this drill when we moved here.
Now, the batteries don’t hold a charge well and the cost of replacing
them, as always, equals or exceeds the cost of a new drill. I thought about getting one yesterday but
decided to hold off and hope for sales next week.
Back to
physical appearances, demeanors, and behaviors.
I’ve posted enough images to allow us to be recognized by anyone who
really cares to do so. If we appear
together, Gloria is the one smiling and laughing. I’m the much more reserved one of us. Smiles and laughter are much less common
originating from me. In all honesty, I
did neither until I met Gloria. My older
son claimed, about two years after Gloria and I married, to have never heard me
laugh. I believe it is true.
Gray aptly
describes facial and head hair. Grim,
describes common demeanor adequately.
Grouchy is common and inherent to my nature.
Glib and
garrulous could be attached to a description of me without falling far from the
x ring. Gravelly and grating can be
applied to my vocalization.
That covers
the obligate seven characters that must be included in any collection of minor
dwarves that serve to define the heroine of any Grimm’s tale. If you need more, please feel free to add
them.
Shabbat shalom!
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