Do You Canoe?
Sometimes steps forward are in a positive direction just because they are not backwards. Someone asked me this morning who I haven’t spoken with in a few months how I am, was I over N – and I was like N who? And I told her that S and I have been talking about the possibility of us again and that had us both perplexed. Sometimes doubt means don’t and sometimes doubt means wait and see. And so we are in wait and see mode. It seems as if the entire world would like to see S and I get back together – and surely he has behaved as a gentleman throughout this whole ordeal – but I think we both deserve to find out what is best for both of us and despite a deep abiding love for each other, we have to make sure we want the same life, in the same city, with the same components.
Meanwhile, yesterday was a busy work day that was interspersed with the gnarlyness of living here and the delight – I woke to walk the bayou and met up with N who is on her way out of town. We passed a baby blue canoe that someone had left on the bayou yesterday. We both commented on how nice a canoe it was. Then I went home to a note on my door from T – the guy with one of the German Shepherds that attacked me – it said he was getting a muzzle for his dogs so all was right with the world – and he had left this note on everyone’s door. And so I printed out a photo of my leg – with the canine teeth marks and the large bruises and taped it to one of his notes on the elevator and wrote UNACCEPTABLE at the bottom – then I ran into H in the hallway and he came with me to see management at the Can – H, C and P were aghast at the bite and took a bunch of photos and said the dogs are definitely getting evicted. H said he’d write a letter too.
Then back to the Can to work and I saw an email from the Faubourg group that the canoe was up for grabs – apparently someone had used it during Katrina and wanted to return it but since no one had claimed it – it was anyone’s for the taking. I went to get H – who was already stoned – remember his backstory – lost his job after 23 years – off the booze but now on the weed – so he came with me and we took Big Blue to get baby blue and brought the canoe to the LaLa. So I have a CANOE – yee ha!! – now I need some oars – but it is an awesome canoe.
My contractor and the workers were a no show again at the LaLa – the floor guys sent a completely different Mexican crew over and they were very nice and fixed the guest bathroom floor that Sean had messed up and they put the new flooring down in the guest/kid’s room. I called the other contractor and made an appointment to meet him at the house today. P called and said he’d do the windows for me and he is coming by around the same time. So sometimes changing gears doesn’t have to mean a setback – it can be a push forward – secular prayers that D turns out to be the right man for the job.
The Bean and I came across the big white dog that lives downstairs walking up Toulouse – her paw was shaved just like both of the Bean’s – I asked if she had been sick and her owner said she had gotten dehydrated from vomiting and diarrhea and wound up in the hospital. I asked if it was pancreatitis like the Bean and the owner said they feared that but it didn’t turn out to be. Poor Katrina dogs – their shaving bears the mark of her.
I see E today – haven’t seen her in two weeks. She was worried about me so I called her from NY and said, surprisingly well and well adjusted – and told her about the Bean and then she was worried about the Bean. It will be good to catch up.
QUOTE of the day:
The fact that man knows right from wrong proves his intellectual superiority to other creatures; but the fact that he can do wrong proves his moral inferiority to any creature that cannot.
– Mark Twain