Where does the time go? What day of the week is it? What time IS it? Such is my life guarding this gate! It has gotten into somewhat of a routine as to who’s coming in and how long is he going to be here before he comes out? In other words, do I have time to take a nap, wash my hair or take a shower, fix something to eat? When I do get to grab a nap, did I miss that truck coming in and out? When can I close the gate? Hummmm, what movie do I want to watch or do I want to read? What kind of bird was that? You get the gist! Now I now why they ask for a three month commitment. That’s when the Hitch Itch starts to make it’s presence known. (I’m doing four) I’m ready, but I have to get the itch to go way for just a little while longer.
My sister did come in late Monday with my groceries and mail. Since it is over about hundred miles one way, I’ve convinced her that is better to come for a couple of days instead of going right back. She left late yesterday afternoon. While she was here she took my glasses to an optometrist in Carrizo Springs to see if they could fix them. When I took that fall last May, my glasses took a bit of abuse and the frame was all out of whack. Success, now I can where them. We had a nice visit.
She has two little Chihuahuas and they are pretty much like Angel just laid back with an occasional bark. It is funny watching them go up or down stairs (they don’t have any at home), because they are both so small, although they are getting the hang of it. There isn’t much to do here, so we just hung out with more questions. Do you remember when, or this, or that. talking about what’s been going on and what my plans are, etc. etc. etc.. She sat out side to get information for the log if anyone came ( no one did), so I was able to get a shower. As soon as I was through, a tanker came in. How’s that for timing?
It was a good visit, but unfortunately just before she left, I had a bout with “Dumping Syndrome”. For anyone out there that has had Bariatric Surgery, you know what I mean. This was the first time for me for a full blown attack since my surgery two and a half years ago. I never want to go through that again. I won’t go through the details here, that is definitely TMI. I should have know better, but Evelyn brought back a malted milk shake to share and I drank it and it was really, really good. BUT! That is something that I won’t ever do again. NOT worth it! People have told me what to expect, but I didn’t realize how debilitating that it can be and there’s not much that you can do, but let it run it’s course. About two hours later I was almost back to normal, but sticking with water and crackers. This morning, it’s just a light breakfast and we’ll go from there.
Does anyone know what this is? A few days ago, Angel found this. Of course, I took it away. I think that it is the skeleton of a bird. It’s all dried up, but it had other stuff around it. I think that she found it was under my stairs. She is tied up when she is outside, so can’t go very far
Last night, no lights or bells, AGAIN. We have had a bit of rain and evidently one of the extension cord plugs got wet. I had to dry them off (even the prongs) and the wrapped them loosely with some “Press n Seal” plastic wrap. It sticks to itself and I left enough open so it doesn’t heat up, but still keeps the rain off the plugs. So far, so good. they stayed on all night.
Hitch Itch keeps coming back. (Go Away)
I’m ready to leave, but the bank account isn’t, so here I stay. It won’t be long before I can. I will miss talking to the guys out here, I’ve learned a lot about the oil industry and what they do on these ranches. Everyone is so friendly and polite. It is what makes the job bearable and sometimes even enjoyable. I would do it again as long as I can get a slow gate. For me, it”s worth it.
That’s about it, not an exciting gate.
No sooner than I say that, and Angel is barking, letting me know that there’s a bunny out there, exciting for her!
One that note I will close. Enjoy your day.
Thanks for visiting
Susan and Angel