I have strange dreams sometimes. When I wake up in the morning to the sound of the alarm clock, I am sometimes happy that I did, indeed, wake up and out of it.
This morning was one of those mornings.
The dream was - really strange. I don't remember the beginning of it, but I do remember that I was with my middle brother - a person of whom I have grown to greatly dislike. We were going somewhere together, driving around here somewhere. Suddenly, the whole scene changed and we were passing a sign that said :" You are now entering Mexico". Out in the middle of nowhere desert, no port of entry but a small Mexican town was off in the distance.
The next thing I know, we are in a house. It was ours, I knew from the way I was thinking, we had inherited it but from who, I don't know. I had been there before, I could tell, my brother had not. When we walked inside, the first thing he did was start to tear down some wall decorations and destroying them.
I started fighting with him saying NOOOOOO, don't DO that! I walked out of there, him destroying the house and me in some state of mind I cannot describe. Outside, I looked down on a city. Elevated house. I walked around a corner to a gazebo type thing on the property and was immediately accosted by 3 men that I have never seen before. They threatened me with death for whatever reason.
They were there to kill me, I don't know if they knew about my brother. I took all 3 of them on and the next thing I know, all 3 of them were lying on the floor. At this point, the alarm clock went off and ended this horrid dream.
I always wonder when I have such ridiculous dreams if there is anything I can glean from it for real life, is there some reason that I had that dream and what can I get from it, learn from it, take away from it? Nothing, in this case, at least at this point. It did nothing to make me think the situation with my brother is ever going to change. I have no clue what the 3 strangers were about. They weren't there because I had ever done something to them, rather, they were there because they knew who I was and for whatever reason wanted to challenge me.
Well anyway. Thursday almost over, Friday almost here and then after work tomorrow, the weekend starts. Slow couple of days at work. Like, driving half the day and working around the store the other half. Which was cool, I have been able to do a lot of clean up. Place was looking rather - trashy - really.
Well whatever, I have to be off to bed.
G'nite.
benD
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
It's a week away from my departure to Sierra Vista, where my dad and his current wife resides. I love my dad, his wife is cool, too, but some of her family? I am having thoughts about how it is going to go if one of her sons starts his mouthing activity again.
I don't want to just sit there and listen to an arrogant, mouthy, crass individual go on and on and on all night long. Reminds me of my middle brother. I'm going to have to figure out how I am going to deal with this before it happens - but I have no doubts at all that it IS going to happen. Apparently, their whole family bows in awe whenever he speaks - or maybe they have gotten used to it. I have found that my dad's wive's generally despise his sons and I don't doubt that attitude isn't conveyed to her family. I think this is my dad's 6th wife now. Do you wonder why my visits to my dad are extremely infrequent?
Nahh, not because of that. Other reasons I won't go into here. I can deal with that dude. I am just trying to decide whether I want to deal with such an individual on the terms I would normally deal with such or give way to my dad and his wife and have a "nice" event. I don't want to dwell on it further, I am going to visit my dad, that's it. If I get accosted by her family as it occurred last time, well, we'll see. I have sat idly by and given way ONLY because I did not want something to happen that would ruin the event. Yet, a mouthy person that is blasting off on everything under the sun, incessantly, without stop? I can't HANDLE that for hours on end. I don't WANT to have to handle it.
Whatever. I was looking for deals on turkeys - and couldn't find much. 47 cents a pound at Fresh'n'Easy if you buy $30 minimum. I have a $10 coupon with them.
I don't want to just sit there and listen to an arrogant, mouthy, crass individual go on and on and on all night long. Reminds me of my middle brother. I'm going to have to figure out how I am going to deal with this before it happens - but I have no doubts at all that it IS going to happen. Apparently, their whole family bows in awe whenever he speaks - or maybe they have gotten used to it. I have found that my dad's wive's generally despise his sons and I don't doubt that attitude isn't conveyed to her family. I think this is my dad's 6th wife now. Do you wonder why my visits to my dad are extremely infrequent?
Nahh, not because of that. Other reasons I won't go into here. I can deal with that dude. I am just trying to decide whether I want to deal with such an individual on the terms I would normally deal with such or give way to my dad and his wife and have a "nice" event. I don't want to dwell on it further, I am going to visit my dad, that's it. If I get accosted by her family as it occurred last time, well, we'll see. I have sat idly by and given way ONLY because I did not want something to happen that would ruin the event. Yet, a mouthy person that is blasting off on everything under the sun, incessantly, without stop? I can't HANDLE that for hours on end. I don't WANT to have to handle it.
Whatever. I was looking for deals on turkeys - and couldn't find much. 47 cents a pound at Fresh'n'Easy if you buy $30 minimum. I have a $10 coupon with them.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
I was delivering a large amount of materials to a jobsite this week, located right next to an elementary school. K-6 grades, I believe. School was in session. Kids in class. The fenced-in area for the kid's bicycles was right there, across from where we were unloading.
There were all of 4 bicycles in there. Enough racks to hold at least 100 bikes, probably a lot more. I was in awe. When I was a kid, the bike racks - a LOT of them - were always full. Hundreds of bicycles.
What's the issue? We wonder why kids are getting obese at an early age? Moms bringing them to school, lines of cars waiting to drop them off and pick them up?
Whatever. An obese generation? No, several generations of obesity going on now, being perpetuated on our kids in unhealthy eating habits and a lack of a lifestyle that includes lots of exercise. When I was hanging from monkey bars and riding my bike for countless hours a day, playing basketball, football and running around all over the place as a kid, I didn't think of it as exercise. Neither did my friends.
The age of technology may have some benefits, but the negative aspects, I believe, far outweigh them. Video games and kids playing them endlessly are only one aspect. Texting, losing the personal touch of personal interaction. We are so lost in technology, that life is passing us by and we don't even realize it.
Amazing.
There were all of 4 bicycles in there. Enough racks to hold at least 100 bikes, probably a lot more. I was in awe. When I was a kid, the bike racks - a LOT of them - were always full. Hundreds of bicycles.
What's the issue? We wonder why kids are getting obese at an early age? Moms bringing them to school, lines of cars waiting to drop them off and pick them up?
Whatever. An obese generation? No, several generations of obesity going on now, being perpetuated on our kids in unhealthy eating habits and a lack of a lifestyle that includes lots of exercise. When I was hanging from monkey bars and riding my bike for countless hours a day, playing basketball, football and running around all over the place as a kid, I didn't think of it as exercise. Neither did my friends.
The age of technology may have some benefits, but the negative aspects, I believe, far outweigh them. Video games and kids playing them endlessly are only one aspect. Texting, losing the personal touch of personal interaction. We are so lost in technology, that life is passing us by and we don't even realize it.
Amazing.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
I figured to get off work early yesterday, I figured wrong. I was on the clock until 4:00 pm, 2 more hours of OT, a total of almost 20 hours of OT for this pay period. Which, of course, leaves things lacking and in need of attention around the house whenever work weeks drag on forever.
But, regardless, I went and saw the Denzel Washington movie Flight this morning. The beginning of the movie was cool, the rest of it kinda dragged. I hadn't been to the movie theater in at least a year, so it was cool anyway. I wouldn't recommend going to the theaters, though, to see it if you can wait until it comes out on video.
Today's high: 64. They are calling it unseasonably cool. They can call it whatever they want, I am LOVING it! The windows up, birds chirping, waterfalls in ponds making their noises, lovely.....gonna get out there in a bit and do some yard work.
Tenant behind on rent. I tend to not let it go too long, this time though I let a month pass. He usually is very good about paying, but it's the 10th and he still owes some from last month. I hadn't heard anything from him about the rent, sooooo, yup, left him a notice. Not at eviction notice, though, he's been here for quite a while, I figured I would give him the benefit of a doubt. The notice was simply to pay the rent or that he was going to next receive an eviction notice.
He went to the hospital last week, he finally told me a few minutes ago, and that's why he didn't pay this week (but no story about the weeks before that). He gave me a payment plan, as long as he sticks to it, I'm good with it.
Other than that, Caleb received a job offer on Thursday so that's why I didn't take him up to the mountains yesterday after work. I would have done it, even if too late, just would have made for a very long day, a lot of driving and probably get much of nothing done today. Well, anyway. I am getting 4 days off at Thanksgiving. That should help a little, but since we are heading down to Sierra Vista to see my dad, I guess it won't be very restful for 2 of those days. At least it's not too far off.
Actually, I"m tired anyway. I put in a couple of 12 hours days and a couple of 11 hour days and one 10 hour day this work week. Just not used to grinding that many hours in one week at work. I was at 7 hours for 3 years and now I'm doing way more than that.
I am undecided what to do with the trailer. I had a guy who said he wanted to buy it last week, came over and looked at it and everything - and then he disappeared. I've had it up for sale on Craigslist for quite a while now. I would love to be able to rent it out and get some more revenue in - but it's a roll of the dice regarding whether neighbors would turn it in - at this point don't know if they would even know about it.
Other things going on, not worth going into right now.
ben
But, regardless, I went and saw the Denzel Washington movie Flight this morning. The beginning of the movie was cool, the rest of it kinda dragged. I hadn't been to the movie theater in at least a year, so it was cool anyway. I wouldn't recommend going to the theaters, though, to see it if you can wait until it comes out on video.
Today's high: 64. They are calling it unseasonably cool. They can call it whatever they want, I am LOVING it! The windows up, birds chirping, waterfalls in ponds making their noises, lovely.....gonna get out there in a bit and do some yard work.
Tenant behind on rent. I tend to not let it go too long, this time though I let a month pass. He usually is very good about paying, but it's the 10th and he still owes some from last month. I hadn't heard anything from him about the rent, sooooo, yup, left him a notice. Not at eviction notice, though, he's been here for quite a while, I figured I would give him the benefit of a doubt. The notice was simply to pay the rent or that he was going to next receive an eviction notice.
He went to the hospital last week, he finally told me a few minutes ago, and that's why he didn't pay this week (but no story about the weeks before that). He gave me a payment plan, as long as he sticks to it, I'm good with it.
Other than that, Caleb received a job offer on Thursday so that's why I didn't take him up to the mountains yesterday after work. I would have done it, even if too late, just would have made for a very long day, a lot of driving and probably get much of nothing done today. Well, anyway. I am getting 4 days off at Thanksgiving. That should help a little, but since we are heading down to Sierra Vista to see my dad, I guess it won't be very restful for 2 of those days. At least it's not too far off.
Actually, I"m tired anyway. I put in a couple of 12 hours days and a couple of 11 hour days and one 10 hour day this work week. Just not used to grinding that many hours in one week at work. I was at 7 hours for 3 years and now I'm doing way more than that.
I am undecided what to do with the trailer. I had a guy who said he wanted to buy it last week, came over and looked at it and everything - and then he disappeared. I've had it up for sale on Craigslist for quite a while now. I would love to be able to rent it out and get some more revenue in - but it's a roll of the dice regarding whether neighbors would turn it in - at this point don't know if they would even know about it.
Other things going on, not worth going into right now.
ben
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Addition to earlier entry: I was just looking at the temps up in Payson for Saturday. The low is slated to be 26. At my mother's property, it will be about 5 degrees cooler than that - higher elevation. 21 degrees. Whether that's enough to burst pipes or not, I don't know, but I would definitely be worrying - greatly - about such temps if I hadn't already winterized the trailer.
Well, anyway, sigh relief that I got it done when I did. Replacing water lines in travel trailers is no fun job, a thing of which I can personally attest on other trailers I have owned that had busted lines in them when I bought them.
I am dead tired. It's gonna be an early night for me.
ben
Well, anyway, sigh relief that I got it done when I did. Replacing water lines in travel trailers is no fun job, a thing of which I can personally attest on other trailers I have owned that had busted lines in them when I bought them.
I am dead tired. It's gonna be an early night for me.
ben
When one leaves for work in the dark and comes home from work in the dark, one knows that one has had a very long day. I'm at 8 and a half hours of overtime for the pay period, tomorrow will bring it up to at least 16 and a half.
Caleb received a job offer today, so he will not be able to go up to the mountains tomorrow. Which is fine by me, I am not sure I really want to drive all the way up there after the kind of work week I've had this week anyway. Supposedly next weekend will be free for him.
My finger is definitely not broken. It hurts like - well it hurts. It has red splotches and purple splotches and I forget frequently about it and boy do I pay for that forgetfulness.
Well whatever. My plans for the weekend will now change. I have lots of stuff left to go outside and I intend to spend at least several hours working on the property. And who knows what else might come up : )
That's it. No long entry here, too tired for that.
ben
Caleb received a job offer today, so he will not be able to go up to the mountains tomorrow. Which is fine by me, I am not sure I really want to drive all the way up there after the kind of work week I've had this week anyway. Supposedly next weekend will be free for him.
My finger is definitely not broken. It hurts like - well it hurts. It has red splotches and purple splotches and I forget frequently about it and boy do I pay for that forgetfulness.
Well whatever. My plans for the weekend will now change. I have lots of stuff left to go outside and I intend to spend at least several hours working on the property. And who knows what else might come up : )
That's it. No long entry here, too tired for that.
ben
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
So, as normal on an election day, I am off to work too early to get to the voting booth before going to work. So, I'm thinking about this all day long while grinding away for 10-1/2 hours. I did not want to work that long. I am getting close to the point, in overtime for any pay period, that tax rate increases and then I get less money on a paycheck after crossing that threshold. But, I will work however many hours I have to, that's just a part of the job.
When I finally got off work and got to the polling location, and waited - and waited - and waited - for a total of 2 people to stop arguing with the personnel (they had moved, had not re-registered, it was explained to them a dozen times but they wouldn't take no for an answer) (and yes, the lady said the same thing, over and over, clearly, succinctly and to the point, yet they still "do not understand), I finally get up there and they can't find my name in their book.
??? I AM a registered voter, I a confident of that point. I have voted at that same location for years. The lady takes me to a map and tells me to show her where I live. I point to the map. Oh, well you belong over at Nevitt School, not here. Umm, ma'am, THIS has been my voting place for almost 8 years now. Yes, she replies, but they changed things around about 6 months ago and yes, it has inconvenienced a lot of people, I am sorry.
I get to the school. A very large number of cars in the parking lot, gag. But I get inside and the wait not too long - but - no booths available to use. A guy comes up and says I can use that "music stand with the chair in front of it" to do it if I like. I like, don't care if anyone sees how I am voting, which no-one would have anyway. Voted against all local petitions to increase taxes, voted against another local petition to keep a tax that is going to expire as a "permanent" tax increase - bunk to that idea, I pay enough taxes. I voted for Flake, running for Senate - and other local issues.
That's my day. Well, part of it, anyway, lol.
When I finally got off work and got to the polling location, and waited - and waited - and waited - for a total of 2 people to stop arguing with the personnel (they had moved, had not re-registered, it was explained to them a dozen times but they wouldn't take no for an answer) (and yes, the lady said the same thing, over and over, clearly, succinctly and to the point, yet they still "do not understand), I finally get up there and they can't find my name in their book.
??? I AM a registered voter, I a confident of that point. I have voted at that same location for years. The lady takes me to a map and tells me to show her where I live. I point to the map. Oh, well you belong over at Nevitt School, not here. Umm, ma'am, THIS has been my voting place for almost 8 years now. Yes, she replies, but they changed things around about 6 months ago and yes, it has inconvenienced a lot of people, I am sorry.
I get to the school. A very large number of cars in the parking lot, gag. But I get inside and the wait not too long - but - no booths available to use. A guy comes up and says I can use that "music stand with the chair in front of it" to do it if I like. I like, don't care if anyone sees how I am voting, which no-one would have anyway. Voted against all local petitions to increase taxes, voted against another local petition to keep a tax that is going to expire as a "permanent" tax increase - bunk to that idea, I pay enough taxes. I voted for Flake, running for Senate - and other local issues.
That's my day. Well, part of it, anyway, lol.
Monday, November 5, 2012
I drove the semi down to Casa Grande today and - found the job site - Frito Lay - but not the location to deliver the pipe. Turns out it wasn't at the plant itself, but in a farm field behind the plant. It was nice out this morning out there. Temperature was cool, nothing at all like the normal trips to that town when it's 115 degrees and there's a lot of dust blowing and it's really not that nice.
Tomorrow, finally, the election. Get it over with already.
Unless something changes, I'm taking Caleb up to the property up north on Friday and leave him there through - probably Sunday morning. I will take off from there and go up on top of the Rim.
Just wading through the days that have gone by. My continued efforts out front of my house have started garnering some compliments. It's getting there - but it is looking nice.
Tomorrow, finally, the election. Get it over with already.
Unless something changes, I'm taking Caleb up to the property up north on Friday and leave him there through - probably Sunday morning. I will take off from there and go up on top of the Rim.
Just wading through the days that have gone by. My continued efforts out front of my house have started garnering some compliments. It's getting there - but it is looking nice.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Sooo, I was out front working on the plants and trees, pulling grass and whatnot when the Mr. Goodcents delivery driver showed up. Didn't take too terribly long. I was on a roll and didn't want to stop to make lunch, so I ordered it delivered. Figured I would buy extra for a snack this evening and perhaps even enough to eat tomorrow.
I came back into the house, sat down with my dish of spaghetti and meatballs and got about halfway through it while on the net and at the time: check email and looking at the time I was supposed to be there, the church Harvest Festival that is. Someone from the church had told me 3 o'clock, but the schedule said 2! It was 14 minutes before 2 and I wasn't anywhere NEAR ready to go.
Ummm, I put the spaghetti in the fridge, changed, didn't show though I wanted to: itching all over my legs and arms from working in the dirt and stuff outside; got whatever needed to be done - done - in a quick hurry and got out of here. Arrived at church at 2:07 to find that it was just the part to set everything up. Oh, well okay. It turns out taking a shower was going to be irrelevant. I was the "operator" for the Hay Dive. It's a small pool you fill with hay and hide balls in it. Kids come and give you a ticket, you blindfold them and then they have to try and find a ball in the pool and then they get a prize. But I made the older kids find all of the balls, or at least 4 of them, to "win". It doesn't look hard, but when blindfolded? Much harder than it looks, especially since I was hiding them deep under the hay.
I, uhhh, have been around hay before, but not around a bale of it that has been broken up and getting my hands and arms into it. The itching was far worse than anything I had experienced working out front.
But, it was fun being around little kids. Hadn't been around that element of humanity in quite a while. I mean, yes, sort of near them at church, but I don't interact with them. This was quite different.
Anyway, helped tear down, get rid of the hay and came home and yes, took a long shower. The itching, thankfully, is completely gone but my legs? Yikes! I must have gotten a bit too close to the plants with thorns on them out front today, covered with scratches and even small, open wounds. My fingers the same thing. Lol. Oh well. For as much as I have done out front, there is still much to go. Lots of trimming.
And that's my day. Working out front and then 4-1/2 hours at church helping with the Festival. I am burnt out. 12 hours work on Thursday and 11 hours on Friday. Woke up this morning with an odd sense of feeling. Like here but not really here. It was 6:00 am, well past my wake up time, but I decided this wasn't a good way to wake up and turned over and went back to sleep for another hour. Felt better after second wake up and decided to get up.
It must be an age thing. The older you get, well things just change is all. I'm not really complaining, just you notice over time small "things" that change that are related to aging. Which really doesn't bother me as long as I can stay active and moving.
Well, I am totally bushed right now and it's time for beddy-bye lane.
Til' next time.
ben
I came back into the house, sat down with my dish of spaghetti and meatballs and got about halfway through it while on the net and at the time: check email and looking at the time I was supposed to be there, the church Harvest Festival that is. Someone from the church had told me 3 o'clock, but the schedule said 2! It was 14 minutes before 2 and I wasn't anywhere NEAR ready to go.
Ummm, I put the spaghetti in the fridge, changed, didn't show though I wanted to: itching all over my legs and arms from working in the dirt and stuff outside; got whatever needed to be done - done - in a quick hurry and got out of here. Arrived at church at 2:07 to find that it was just the part to set everything up. Oh, well okay. It turns out taking a shower was going to be irrelevant. I was the "operator" for the Hay Dive. It's a small pool you fill with hay and hide balls in it. Kids come and give you a ticket, you blindfold them and then they have to try and find a ball in the pool and then they get a prize. But I made the older kids find all of the balls, or at least 4 of them, to "win". It doesn't look hard, but when blindfolded? Much harder than it looks, especially since I was hiding them deep under the hay.
I, uhhh, have been around hay before, but not around a bale of it that has been broken up and getting my hands and arms into it. The itching was far worse than anything I had experienced working out front.
But, it was fun being around little kids. Hadn't been around that element of humanity in quite a while. I mean, yes, sort of near them at church, but I don't interact with them. This was quite different.
Anyway, helped tear down, get rid of the hay and came home and yes, took a long shower. The itching, thankfully, is completely gone but my legs? Yikes! I must have gotten a bit too close to the plants with thorns on them out front today, covered with scratches and even small, open wounds. My fingers the same thing. Lol. Oh well. For as much as I have done out front, there is still much to go. Lots of trimming.
And that's my day. Working out front and then 4-1/2 hours at church helping with the Festival. I am burnt out. 12 hours work on Thursday and 11 hours on Friday. Woke up this morning with an odd sense of feeling. Like here but not really here. It was 6:00 am, well past my wake up time, but I decided this wasn't a good way to wake up and turned over and went back to sleep for another hour. Felt better after second wake up and decided to get up.
It must be an age thing. The older you get, well things just change is all. I'm not really complaining, just you notice over time small "things" that change that are related to aging. Which really doesn't bother me as long as I can stay active and moving.
Well, I am totally bushed right now and it's time for beddy-bye lane.
Til' next time.
ben
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