Every now and then it seems everybody who’s ever owed me money is sending me checks, and I am drowning. I’m glad it’s happening because it looks like I’ll be able to pay off two years of income taxes soon. I have so many hopes for fixing my house and making it truly livable. It can happen if business keeps on doing as well as it is now.
A year ago I was visiting my friend Donna near Angwin, California. Such fun. Made me realize how little I want to live in the mountains of that state! I wouldn’t mind handling the slopes of the city in Los Angeles, but I don’t think I’d like a remote cottage in the forest at the end of a winding road.
This is the year I took an 8-day tour offered by the city’s recreation department. I’m not keen on their trip for next year, to Bryce and other canyons. Just as I imagined, too much group stuff. Everybody at the same place at the same time doing the same thing. I need a choke chain and a muzzle, and Rusty and I can go anywhere!
I do need to socialize more. I don’t have many friends here in Caldwell, and the ones I have are all married gals in the church! Except my bro, and he’s a married man. Same thing. I wonder if Dorothy Solomon would like a visit from me. Maybe I’ll ask her, or just pop in. Then there’s Sarah Taylor, but she has family around a lot. Joyce runs community services, works full-time as a nurse, and has a boyfriend. She’s not much of a prospect! And Judy Loop. She’s a lot of fun, really. So is Carol Shultz, but three hours away. I’m going to look around at church tomorrow and see if I can identify anyone who’s female, single, about my age, and not attached to a family.
