Yesterday was my birthday. I spent it in a Days Inn Motel in Hillsboro, Texas, 18 miles from my apartment which is being remodeled..Which I hope will be done by next Thursday at the latest. I was bitching about spending my birthday in a motel and then after musing over my past birthday I remembered I had also spent my 32 birthday, my 37th birthday and my fourty fifth birtdays in a motel too. But I didn't share the room with 2 male cats. The details of those adventures will be left to a later post. Right now I'm enjoying the cool weather that has found central Texas. It's been a little rainy and cloudy, but today is cool and breezy.
Dexter and Nitty Fucking Flowers have been pushing every one of my buttons. Nitty has discovered the door stop and likes to seranade me with the twang boing twang boing every day from about 3 a.m. on ..But for all the things I forgot to pack I did pack the spray bottle, so he's mostly wet all the time. Dexter is being so well behaved. Not for any good reason other than he has discovered this handsome cat in the mirror in the bathroom and spends most of the day looking at himself ...I'm not sure if he thinks it's another cat or he knows it's himself, but he sure thinks that cat is good looking. He preens and purrs and rubs up against the glass and mostly sleeps next to it at night. I've managed to keep them from escaping outside, which is too bad as it is beautiful out side my room. There is a pretty patio and then a huge football sized field with wooded area behind it..Really pretty.
The people that run the place are really sweet and I like them very much. I help the maids out my making my own beds and cleaning my own room. Fraid if I let them in the cats will get out plus they don't speak any English and easier to just do it myself than try to explain what I need done.
We're finding out bits and pieces about the reno's..some of the apts will have walls knocked down to make them more handicapped accessible..Mine I'm sure will as neither my bathroom or kitchen is handicapped accessible..Neither is the porch. Only 2 apts have porches, mine and the lady behind me..So there is no way you can get a wheel chair up the stairs and into the door because of the big threshhold. I also heard that we won't get any kind of carpeting(the old carpet was ugly and had no cushion, so was uncomfortable to walk on) so we're getting all tiles..Which doesn't thrill me either..fuck!..I still can't get them to put in a bidet instead of a dish washer.
The day they put all my stuff in the truck to take it to the storage shed I accidentally missed the fact that they had packed my box with all my meds, my football book, library book and spray bottle..ha..I had just got to the Motel and unloaded everything when I realized I didn't have it so I jumped back in truck and raced back to West but no way could I find it..I was freaking out. Those guys..those dear sweet guys, when they unloaded my stuff into the shed, went thru every box until they found my meds and so I wouldn't have to drive to Waco to get it they brought it back to West and gave it to one of the ladies that was going to the motel that day. Beyond the call of duty..I had already gone to OCDrug and got a 2 days supply thinking I'd have to drive to Waco and get it myself. Goddess bless them guys..
Well, need to go clean up the rest of the room. Going to go into Hillsboro and take some pictures. They have the most beautiful court house..It burned down and thanks to Willie Nelson they rebuild it almost exactly as it was before. Willie's home town is between West and Hillsboro. Abbott, Texas about 9 miles from West. I almost moved there when I first got here as I couldn't find a place in West. It was an old farm house out in the middle of no where. I took one look at the expressions on the kids face and thought maybe not. I knew they'd kill each other with out anyone to 'play with'..ha.. I'll try to keep in touch but when I got on computer yesterday I had over 190 emails, mostly all birthday wishes from Facebook folks..wow..oh..yeah..I'm 67 now..and some one tell me 'how the fuck did that happen?'....