Three Lessons Learned

  1.  The difference between an electric screw and a wood screw.  i hung two of the three light fixtures.  Due to the residue of the power outages everywhere, no electrician was available to come and hang my fixtures.  It had been 30 years since i did one, but some things really never change.  At the coffee shop, when I asked if they knew an electrician, the reply was ‘you mean one that will call you back?’  So, in the solidarity of neighbor-to-neighbor, one of mine came this am at 7:30 to hang the one that was seemingly complicated.  It did require 45 minutes of his time.  I also might have left him with the vague notion that I’m widowed.  Learned that the last time Ii lived in the country: there is help for widows, for divorces, not so much.
  2. The nice man delivering my package in the rain, is my postman.  Both times he was in his gray car, not his little white swiss truck and he doesn’t wear a uniform.  How was I to know.
  3. Poison ivy is everywhere and left to its own devices, it is lethal.  My hand became alarmingly fat – every time i looked down at it, it seemed to be someone else’s hand attached to the end of my arm.  I visited the pharmacy and he assured me it was due to poison ivy/oak.  Gave me the standard Benadryl and cortisone creme.  Today, when in the garden, had a closer look.  The growing vines are not old, wild roses….please my faith-believing friends, explain to me what the good of that variety of growth is.  This means i can never garden without gloves and that is too bad,  because the soil on one’s hands is good.  There are healthy components to the soil for women.  The vines of the ivy spread out underground and one misadventure you are toast.  I am fortunate that it wasn’t more than one hand.