Pretty Sure they will think it was You

I have lamented before about the fact that unlike in Law & Order one never stumbles over dead bodies at all.
You cannot just walk around the corner and bang! Dead body. 😬😬😬
I mean granted in reality it would be most distressing.
Not actually something that I would really want to happen but in theory it seems pretty neat.
No one ever can accuse me of not wondering/thinking about some strange things.
I happened to mention it to T on Christmas Eve.
The not tripping over dead bodies and he looked at me with concern.
T: Mom they are going to think that you are the one murdering them all.
Me: But no I am just out walking and trip over or find a dead body.
T: Mom they are going to be suspicious of you.
Me (laughing): Why would they be suspicious? I am trying to help.
T (pretending to be on the phone): Hi it’s me again I found another dead body. How many this week? Five?
First off mom if you are able to say to the police that ‘it’s just me’ and they know who you are it is cause for concern.
And secondly no one finds that many dead bodies without being involved.
He really knows how to throw cold water on a fun situation.
Christmas was different this year.
Usually I have T Christmas Eve and Christmas Day morning.
Then he would go to his dad’s and stay there until the 26th/27th depending on when his family’s gathering was.
This year though there were no gatherings.
There was no going and seeing family.
There was no seeing anyone outside your family home.
Except with some exceptions.
The Ex and I sharing custody is one of them.
Therefore on Friday we went over and had smoked turkey dinner with stuffing and potatoes.
Garvey.
Gifts exchanged.
Piggy backed on my gift the ex had to as he did not go shopping and stores were closed to non-essential business.
Met his new friend.
It was a nice late afternoon and early evening.
T was ready to leave by 5.
I said one more coffee and we would leave.
T prodded me at 6.
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Yesterday he went off to spend a couple of days with his dad.
He has the weekend off until Monday evening.
And has been off since the 23rd.
He is awake and wants to spend time with his son.
I have no issues with this at all.
It is not often that I am off two days in a row without my shadow.
I spent the day watching tv.
Playing games on the phone.
Drinking coffee.
And finally after 4 or 5 false starts found a book that grabbed my attention an pulled me in.
When I am already laughing outloud two three pages in it is going to be a good one.
We have lost the President.
Paul Mathews.
It is a Funny British Black Comedy.
A whole series..
I have books one and three.
After that I am going to begin Gerald Hansen.
I read the first book in The Derry Women Series ‘An Embarrassment of Riches‘ previously but as I have slowly been collecting the series
I plan to re-read and go from there.
My goal this year is to spend more time reading and writing.
Less time playing games on the phone.
My other goal is to begin to add exercise to my daily routine.
I do not make resolutions anymore.
Always a disappointment when I try and fail.
So I make goals.
Goals are easier to achieve.
Last year’s goal was to make my bed every day.
And I do now.
Did not for the first 47 years of my life.🛌🛌🛌🛌
My other goal is one that I will not even have to work that hard at:
Being an Embarrassment to T.
I have already begun this one.
Mwahahahahahahahahahahaha
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I warned him that my day would come…..
He did not believe me.
©Dec. 27/20
Picture is my own

My love affair…….

So all my life I have had a love affair with books. I love to read. My mom use to and now I have them, pictures of when I was potty training. I had a stack of books on one side and a bag of cookies on the other side of me. When I had the choice of watching t.v. or reading, I read. My favorite thing to do was go to the library. I use to walk to the library or take the bus and than walk home. Reading the newest book I could find.

I was most reluctant to get a Kindle. I mean I love the smell of books. New or old, the smell of the paper. Nothing is sweeter. Hearing the crack of the spine of a brand new book, nothing sounded more like a perfect hymn than that. The physical weight of the book in your hands. Books, books, books, my ex use to mock me.

I only broke down and bought myself a Kindle after my mom did. She raved about it so I cracked and got one. And I love it. I still love my books, but a Kindle. When I traveled down to Mexico to see my mom, I had this thin book that holds tons and tons of books. It did not add any weight to my luggage.

I began to purge. All my books. Really I gave them all to my sil and niece and nephews. I packaged up all my books and sent them on their way. I can still get them back. The fact remains though that I only kept my favorites. George R.R. Martin, J.V. Jones, Brent Weeks, Brandon Sanderson. Terry Pratchett. He and Brandon each have a whole shelf to themselves. I am sorry, I forgot to mention J. K. Rowling and Robin Hobb. I order the kindle version and print version as well.

Was recently having a conversation with a friend. We were discussing tenent insurance and how I really should get some.

‘Yes you are right. I mean it would be hard to replace all my books.’

‘Your books? Don’t you think that you should be more worried about getting a couch, a t.v. maybe a bed? Books do not need to be replaced right away. They can be gradually acquired.”

I looked at this person with an absolutely horrified look on my face.

‘We cannot see one another any more.’

The look on his face was priceless and I was joking but seriously!! What is wrong with you? Books are my passion. Words written down, stories told, they are so important to me. And to tell me that books can gradually be acquired.

I made the mistake of texting M about this. And she mocked me. She sided with him. She was going to tell him to flick his lighter next to my books. I would have killed him. First, I have an absolute fear of spontaneously combusting. Do I realize that is so unlikely to happen?  Yes I do. My ex flicked his lighter near me several times and earned a punch for his efforts. And now you are going to flick your Bic near my books? He didn’t because she woosed out. So she used it to taunt me today.

Eventually our conversation ended up with her mocking me and me going into the apartment. My plan was to go back to bed. I ended up sitting in front of the computer and playing games on Facebook. And as she was sitting on the front step, in between her door and mine she heard me lock my door.

‘I am going to break in and touch all your books.’ I hear her shout through the door.

I start to giggle and turn around. I stand at the bottom of my stairs. My door closed and locked.

‘You don’t have to break in, you have a key,’ I bellow back.

‘Huh, mumble mumble mumble,’ M mumbled. Not sure what that means.

I told the story to my CS girl and assistant manager today. My CS girl could absolutely not believe that he would say I could acquire books gradually. Like seriously, everyone knows how I feel about books and reading. My assistant manager said those are fighting words and he really does not know you.

I love reading. I love words. I love how I can combine them and make pictures with the prose I write. I love reading the stories that others want to share. Some I envy because I think I will never be good enough and some I believe are compatriots. I denied myself the joy of writing but I have never denied myself the joy of reading. For within those words I am able to lose myself.