LOOSE ENDS
Monday, as happens on every trip, I suddenly realized that any loose ends needed to be done before I could leave. Why is it that whenever you are going to be gone for awhile you feel that the house you’ve lived in comfortably for months in everyday disarray suddenly has to be spick and span. It is a little like Kathe’s mother’s advice to wear clean underwear on a trip in case you get run over and embarrass yourself. If my plane went down I didn’t want to leave unpaid bills.
So I paid every bill I could think of and then decided to eliminate any digital subscriptions that I wasn’t really using. I could have done that any time in the last two years, but suddenly it was imperative that I do it on Monday. Sure enough there were a couple, but to my horror I discovered that I had been subscribed to the digital edition of the Washington Post under two different email addresses, paying double for year long subcriptions of $100 each for several years which I was finally taking the time to discover. I cancelled one, just renewed, and got a year’s money back.
I wrote a few letters, swept up the house, washed my clothes one more time including a very soiled table cloth on my work table, made an appointment to get my Honda looked at, all practical things that is avoid doing. I even cut the grass this week.
So in one sense this was a wasted day. I was trying to let go while at the same time feeling less and less present in Swannanoa and anticipating the unknown in Casablanca, which I will get to tomorrow.
BILLYBABA’S WANDERING 