I WAS WORKING WITH AN OLD COMPUTER – Ed says 10 years old – I’m thinking more like 15. Anyway, the tower was making noises and I thought if I didn’t get a new computer, my old one would keel over and I’d lose all my data.
My daughter, Laura, and her guy, Robert, were visiting. They drove me to Staples. I learned that the new computers are complete in the monitor – no separate speakers. White keyboard. How cool is that. Hey, I can see it. So I got one and I am still learning how to use it.
We took them to the Tarpon Lodge and they took care of the bill when we weren’t looking. I took Laura to the public library on Pine Island (in the woods, on Sesame Street) and she talked library with the manager. She is the director of a library in Blauvelt, New York. I roamed around refreshing my memory of how lovely that library is.
They left at 5 a.m. on Saturday and I set the alarm to get up and see them off. Ed got up too. At one point I noticed that Laura was cleaning the kitty litter. Earlier she and Robert totally reorganized the third world country known as the garage and it is now known as a recovering nation.
Sol, our nurse friend who had been living with us, used the occasion to make a decision and moved in with her boyfriend, freeing up our spare bedroom suite for their visit. Last year they stayed with Don, my brother in law, and were going to do the same this year, but his girlfriend, Cindy, said no. She is very territorial. Don has been giving me some of my sister’s things (for instance, her spurs from when she was a competitive jumper and a photo of her jumping her horse over a fence). Time has worn on and now I am wondering if Cindy is pushing him to give Tula’s things away.
Anyway, I was looking into motels when Sol said she was moving. Cindy sold her house and moved in with Don about three months ago. Don is 92 and she is 50 something. He is in great shape but life being what it is, I’m guessing she thinks she will inherit his lovely, paid for, house on big water (around the corner from where we are). What I know is that he promised the house to his grandchildren. And, knowing him as I do, I don’t think he has changed his mind. Cindy has a shock coming.
It was great to spend time with Laura. She says I am the world’s best mom. She tells me that when she learned about her real background (half Greek), and that I am a pianist, artist, and writer, as she is, a lot of things fell into place for her. We still e mail each other every day. Other similarities – we were both tomboys and climbed trees and found ways to go for walks in the woods. Her adoptive mother wanted her to be “more feminine”. Her father was the reader. Her mother didn’t know what a book was. I mentioned early on that we both do Munchkin imitations. So let’s hear it for biology.