Moved by a higher love
Something in my left ear is unhappy. Every time I look up or tilt my head to the left or right it plugs more. Driving me batty. I was talking with Weasel earlier and since she’s all tall I kept looking up and getting muted. Grumble.
My keyboard who had an unexpected bath the other day has since decided that pressing one key would result in either five characters showing up on screen or a beeping noise with nothing happening. So I’m guessing that waterproof tray wasn’t so waterproof and my electrics are shagged. This saddens me. I hate shopping for keyboards.
My requirements seem simple to me, I want the traditional layout with the space between the arrow keys and the Insert/Delete/Home/End/Page Up/Page Down buttons [preferably in a layout of three across two up]. Because I touch type moving the keys means I make mistakes and I have to spend a lot of time looking at my hands. I hate that. I’d also quite like to control the music from the keyboard. Another thing, why are all the keyboards black now?
Anyway, happy things! Eleanor and I had a lovely afternoon out on Thursday. She came and collected me and we went off to a collection of farm shops/cafes/shops. I had a lovely scone with butter and jam. She had carrot cake that looked delicious. We had a wander through all the shops. I got to update her about all my random nothingness. She updated me about all her stuff. We spent a lot of time going over the behaviour of Ralph now that the company is supposed to be in liquidation. It looks like she is going to have to take him to court. It is all very sad because Ralph is ultimately just being a cruel selfish bastard. We’re hoping to get together again soon.
4th of July was excellent. We went over to Stoat & Mal’s where Stoat outdid himself creating an American style BBQ spread. We all ate way too much way too quickly but enjoyed it immensely. The drive up to the air force base was uneventful. We got parked and walked around the fair and I marvelled that even removed from the US Americans can still look American. Weasel and I paid £3 to go on the dodge ‘em [bumper cars] and had a splendid time. Fergus enjoyed it as well, he blended right in since a lot of people were carrying around stuffed animals they’d won at various booths. I saw people with 12-packs of Mountain Dew and Welsh’s Grape Soda but didn’t see anyone selling it so I presume there must be a store on site somewhere else.
We got an excellent spot near the front to watch the fireworks from. They had a very eclectic soundtrack to play with them. The music must have been very loud because I could hear it quite clearly. They played “Proud to be an American” which made us all laugh because in the car on the way up we’d been trying to remember all the American songs we could and that was one I came up with. It was excellent and I’m so pleased I got to go. Weasel took some photos, I haven’t seen them yet.
It took us an hour to get out of the car park at the end and another hour to get home after that so I didn’t get to bed until 1:50. Very tired the next day. So I spent it reading This Charming Man by Marian Keyes. Very enjoyable.
We went to our second Quaker meeting today. We actually got to talk to some people this time and things weren’t so scary since we knew a bit better what was coming. We have an invitation to lunch next week with one of the elders and an invitation for tea from one of our neighbours. This time I took some Quaker books to help me focus my thoughts and a notebook to organise the thoughts once I had them. I realised that I would be much better off if I could just slow down. Read each word more thoughtfully, chew each bite thoroughly, wash dishes more methodically. I just haven’t given that much thought to my actions before, I just run through as quick as I can so I can get to my next task. I’m going to try to put more weight into my actions so they mean more to me.
I also had a go a praying - at talking with the Divine. It is strange because although I don’t believe Mormonism I learnt to pray in their fashion and it is difficult to feel comfortable praying a different way. So for the time being I am sticking with the familiar and routine. Once I feel established I will try different methods until I find one that works for me. I still don’t know who or what I’m praying to, but I figure putting my feelings and intentions out there can only be good really.
I got a letter the other day - my hearing aid fitting is on the 30th. I wish it were sooner, but at least I have an end goal to focus on.
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It’s soundsl ike you had a wonderful time! What a great idea to take Fergus with you! I’d love to see the photos when they are off the camera and available.
I think the praying thing can be comforting, and as always, your theory is sound. It will feel more and more comfortable as you go along.
Hooray for a date! Hopefully someone will cancel sooner and you’ll get their slot!
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figuring out prayer language is hard! last night i went to compline (evening prayer) at a nearby church and when i went to visit mary afterward, i lit a candle and thought… “uh… mary, help a sister out.” and then i was like, should that have been more formal? and then i was like, nah, mary totally knows what i mean.