Riding my bike to work is just not going to work. It was a hectic and scary ride down busy highway 29 as cars honked at me and people hollered out their windows for me to get off the “fucking” road. I realized we live in a car culture with little respect given to bicycle riders. I felt like the biggest schmuck in the whole world causing traffic problems as I peddled furiously to work this morning. I also was a sweaty mess by the time I arrived at work and my exertions had overridden my deodorant. I smelt strongly of underarm odor all morning and was extremely self conscious. It didn’t help my anxiety any. It is back to the car culture for me as well tomorrow morning. I will just have to ride for exercise late in the afternoons when it is cooler. I can ride down to the park every evening for my sunset brew ritual.
I ran by Florene’s house after work. She wrote me a check for the magazines I had ordered George. I thanked her profusely as they were very expensive. She was just overjoyed I could do that for him. George doesn’t read books and magazines seemed like the best recourse as far as giving him something to read on a regular basis. Mrs. Florene is also cooking me my favorite meal tonight. I asked her if Kim could come.
“Who’s this Kim you speak of?” she asked me excitedly knowing something interesting was up.
“She’s my new girlfriend,” I told her proudly.
Mrs. Florene just had a fit, fawning over me, and said she would also make her fantastic pineapple upside down cake for dessert in celebration. I thanked her for her efforts and told her we would be there at seven sharp. I had gambled and asked Kim at work if she wanted to come thinking Florene wouldn’t mind. She always cooks for an army anyway.
I left Mrs. Florene’s house and had a trailer ball installed on my car out on the interstate. I was surprised at how economical the trailer place was. I was expecting to spend a lot more money to get that done. I then drove to the man’s house with the trailer I had found on Craig’s list. It was perfect for my needs if not older. I paid him cash and pulled the trailer home. This will greatly expand my yard care operations in the afternoon. I will be able to pull my mower to neighborhood’s far flung across our little town. The trailer even had fittings for my weed eater to be secured as I drove. It was very nice and I was very excited to get it at a steal. The man just wanted to dump it for some quick cash.
I have been waffling what to do about work. It has been so slow lately. I arrived home and still didn’t have any calls from all those applications I filled out this weekend. My work history is frankly shitty which is mostly likely the cause. I have decided just to stick it out with Wal-Mart and concentrate on my yard care business – building it up over many months. I am just going to be determined and be a hustler and bustler about that. I also don’t want to start my nine month trial work period. It is precious really – being able to draw a full wage while still drawing disability. That is something that should be saved for an emergency.
Well, I am off to power wash my Benefactor’s vinyl siding. He rented a power washer this weekend. He also told me he wants me to power wash his driveway and walks tomorrow as well. I love this steady work he gives me. It is much easier anxiety wise for him to call me, than for me to have to get out and knock on doors to drum up work. I will also have to get busy this week mowing my regular customer’s lawns I mowed two weeks ago. We’ve got lots of rain and the grass has really grown in that time. I will write again tonight about my day!