From time to time I succumb to the trappings of a tourist. The tours offered up to catch a glimpse of the Matt Damons or Hotels where  a tryst between you know her and him took place. TMZ tour happened to be a one trick pony but the non-celebrity status of it all  made it enjoyable. Locals Bearing gifts, how did they know there was a bride-to-be on board.  I had the best company and we yelled  screamed and giggled at the delight of it all.  Thank you Roseanne and Jennifer.

The saying is as ubiquitous as drinking milk. I have so many things to say about these last several months. I read one of my recent entries, which I state I’m glad to be back at the surgery center. I’ve should of said I’m glad I have nursing to return to until my next adventure. I am both restless and contemplative. I’m still concern about the TV commercials that portray men as inept and lost without a female. Men are neither so I’ll be glad when it stops. I’m thinking there is no word to express this habit of thinking my time with my mom is finite and who will I be without her? A surge of tears overwhelmed me. I was merely  playing an app game where it says “Marilynn gave you a life” who am I if not Marilynn’s daughter which I seem to introduce myself aplomb. And although I am not homeless I want my condo back and  October can’t get here soon enough. Lastly I love the quality of my problems. “Like my Cadillac is in the shop” I watched a 1500 meter individual medley swim match on TV. This gal breaks a world record and  is a Stanford grad. I imagined her life. To be the best in the whole entire world what must that be like?  And if that isn’t enough she was delightful in the post swim interview. I’m hormonal, angry and sad and yet underneath this temporary cloud something wonderful awaits. For this I am grateful.

This picture was taken over a couple years ago. Brian, the driver and I along with two local helpers on my first move in Flagstaff AZ. I was excited to begin a new adventure and has been just that.  I’ve transported a Rembrandt and I’ve transported used kitty litter. I’ve met people who wouldn’t acknowledge my presence and others who became friends.  “We are movers and there happens to be a truck involved” I get that now. The truck has been my primary home. I’ve gone from getting up during the night putting on clothes and walking across a large lot to use the bathroom to peeing in a cup. I used to place the blackout curtains up to block both light and noise now I just turn and face the back wall. I say the “F” word more as part of the vernacular than out of anger or expression of road rage. I mustered up the courage to tell the driver that I’ve had my fill and I want out of the truck. Of course I’ll finish up the season  He’ll ask what are you going to do?  Wo bu zhi dao. ” I don’t know”.