The World Giveth and It Taketh Away

Jeff Powell
2 min readJul 12, 2024

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Anne has returned from visiting her mother! Yay!

And she’s fine! Yay!

But it seems she brought me a gift… a cold of some kind, which kicked in last night, giving me all the classic symptoms. Boo!

Such is my life.

At least so far this disease is much more mild than the last one, which is good, but I hate it all the same.

So what have I done this past week? Honestly, I can’t recall through the cold induced fog.

Looking at my calendar, I picked Anne up at the SeaBus terminal, attended two DNV council meetings, did some website work for the community association, and finally managed to donate a car.

I say “finally” because the first attempt failed. I was assured that a towing company would come get it on Wednesday afternoon, but no one showed up. On Thursday morning I learned that the request to pick up the car hadn’t been dispatched at all for some unknown reason, so after confirming with me they came and got it a couple of hours later, making more space on the driveway.

I hope it finds a good home. It’s a Honda, and it runs like a champ. The only reason we parted with it is because we don’t drive it enough. I had to take it around the block a couple of times every week just to keep the battery from going dead, and I doubt we’ve put even 5,000 miles on in in the last seven years. It seems we really don’t need two cars anymore. Plus, the other one is ten years younger and it’s not a stick shift, which is much more convenient in traffic.

Oh, there were other oddities that I accomplished. I bought and installed a sun shade in front of the sliding glass door, and put up some curtains in my office. Nothing huge or difficult… just things simple things that needed doing.

I did get one nice photo:

Anne’s fuchsias, growing in the backyard. Quite pretty, and they survived the heat wave.

What happens next week? If I am well I will attend another DNV council meeting on Monday, and the rest will be the overhead of life and yet more website work. Maybe some reading.

We’re still talking with the architect and the contractor as we prep the plans for the kitchen reno. I don’t control that process at the moment, so we are waiting as fast as we can.

I hope you are healthier than I am! Cheers!

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Jeff Powell
Jeff Powell

Written by Jeff Powell

Sculptor/Artist. Former programmer. Former volunteer firefighter. Former fencer. Weirdest resume on the planet, I suspect.

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