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Donna's Journal
November 09, 2005

    Seems like everyone I know is having one or another battle to work through. I've thought about it and wondered why it is like this. My conclusion is that, it isn't us at all.

    Back in the recesses of our mind is the Murrah Building in Oklahoma City, the Twin Towers, Katrina, the Tsunami, the bombings, the war in Iraq and on and on until our we are overloaded and on tilt. Still, the old chores are there, so I keep trying to get the regular things done. However, added to the everyday chores, suddenly, the reality is that the house, after thirty years, is beginning to need minor repairs. I make up my mind to finish all these bits and pieces before winter. Big mistake! You see this puts on pressure. While a person is scurrying about in a determined frenzy everyone is looking on with an attitude, “has Mom lost her mind?”

    I won't even go into the scenario with the tile even though it is good for a real belly laugh. My cousin smiled when she said, “While you were scraping that grout off the tile were you saying, 'bless you, bless you?”

    “Hmmmm, well no not exactly,” I told her, “No, no, I don't think those were the words I was thinking.”

    Lowe's has mismatched paint they sell for cheap. A can of paint, of bright colored, cantaloupe was 5.00. Now, this is the high dollar outdoor paint that is guaranteed for fifteen years. I can't even imagine what this would have cost. My mind could see the lady's face when they presented that color to her. After I brought it home,  I, too, had second thoughts. Certainly, there was no way I could use it on the house and had originally thought I might could paint some of the lawn furniture with it. One day as I was walking up to the back door I could see the shabby appearance of the porch made that way from not being painted. Okay! No one is going to see the back of the house, so on goes the bright cantaloupe colored paint and I love it. With purple and burnt burgundy, pansies along the flower bed, all at once,  what was Tobacco Road is now a cute, clean, cottage-look.

    One would think that, with being armed by two successes, the tile and the paint job a person would be joyfully elated and ready to stop. Oh no, not me! I dropped into Sherman-Williams to browse and guess what? Ends of wallpaper from jobs were on sale for 2.00 a roll. These were like 36.00 a roll, originally. Well, who could pass that up? I can see it now, Lucy Arnez would look like a true master up to what is going to happen to me. Oh well, life is short and boring if not for the little projects about the homestead.

    The greatest laugh I had though was when my cousin called to tell me she had moved into tribal housing. I was wondering how she was coping with that so I asked her how she was doing.

    “Oh, I'm all right,” she sighed. It's okay, and it is cheap. I now can afford to have my telephone back.”  

    She coughed once and I asked, “are you okay?”

    “Yeah, oh yeah,” she wouldn't complain.  “It's just all this roach stuff I've been using. If you don't see me in a few days come check on me. I might be on my back with my legs in the air while my eyebrows are still twitching.”

    “Some people are just unsinkable,” I decided.

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