WoW

It's amazing; put one foot in front of the other, just carry on, and the most unexpected person rocks your world. Laura agreed to help me out today, and so I picked her up at the usual time and asked the usual question, "How's work?"

Well, she doesn't work there any more. Her news was delivered in the style to which I've become accustomed, first I must ask the right question. Here's the Reader's Digest version:

Laura resigned her job at Chipolte, and has fallen back on her weeding route to pay the rent until she moves on. There is an organization, WWOOF, and she will work at one of their jobs after she finishes a job in Texas. She is packing up her apartment as we speak.

She laid out her plan for me and I couldn't see any faulty thinking. I did ask if she'd told any of her siblings, and she laughed and said they all were too busy to listen to her, except Bekka. We shared a mutual laugh over the old memory of the next two oldest spinning a big plan of relocating to Seattle to become the next programming wizzes, and Laura could tag along.

That's my big news. Except yes, she has green hair this week. She says it was orange for a while, but I'm spared that.

So, I may have enjoyed our last shopping trip for awhile. It is spring, but still far too early to plant mandevilla. When the monumental overnight rains had subsided to a hard sprinkle, we did plant the seeds I'd saved, and my birthday gerbera daisy that the cat made himself sick over. 

Laura told me she had her second vaccination shot yesterday, and I thought she was a real trouper to turn out and devote a day to me. "Oh, I'll be fine!" she said. "The last one barely bothered me!" 

On the way home I was hungry. "Would you like a hamburger?" I suddenly asked. I was in a through lane and needed to be in the right lane for the hamburger or the left turn lane to continue taking her home. She knew where we were and recognized my dilemma. I could hear the wheels turning in the passenger seat.

At the last possible moment she said "No, I need to go to bed."

So I will return to my job of weaving towels. I reached the half way point of the grey this morning.