The morning started with me rising, as usual, around 7 and getting coffee. I had assembled the coffee the night before, and it was brewing when I got a cup. I returned to my office and started on my usual tasks, sipping my bitter coffee from Equal Exchange. The darkness reminds me of all the work liberals like me still have to do to help the world discover Justice with Compassion. Doom scrolling (what liberals call reading the news), I gulp the better beverage, there is so much work to do! We have moved a convicted pedophile to a nicer prison, and we (we are Democracy, and so it is ‘we’) sent more nuclear submarines towards Russia. Then we fired the person whose economic numbers made us look bad. The stock market crashes, and there is a new possibility of the market staying down while interest rates also crash; a nightmare situation for retired people like me. There is not enough bitter coffee for this news, and my brain freezes into WTF-mode.
Instead of predicting doom and nuclear war, I write the blog and hurry. I plan to have the air conditioning and furnace checked, cleaned, and ready for late August (sizzling here) and winter (cold in February here). I completed the blog, but forgot to publish it to Facebook and sending out the usual email, shower, and all of that.
I retrieve Air VW the Gray from the landing bay (or garage, to some) and move it to the street. The tech arrived early and began dismantling and cleaning the furnace. It was a bit dirty, I was told, but in perfect working order. The AC compressor (the spinning thing in the backyard) was good except that it is on the north side and collecting some moss (I thought it was just trees that had moss on the north side, though here in the Pacific Northwest, it is more like heavier moss than just on the north side). He hosed that off and checked everything. I learned that there are 30A breakers outside in a small box on the side of the house. The cooling was excellent, better than he usually sees. I bought 150% of the requirement to keep the costs (and repairs) lower.
There was a sonic sound, which was why I had them check it out. What I learned was that the cold air return grill was vibrating and creating the sound. That was a surprise. I thought I had a fan issue. No, just need to bend the metal grill until it stops. The vent cover has ‘tuned’ to the vibration. If it gets loud, I just hit the grill with something, like a cane. I put on my grumpy-old-man mode when I do that, “Stop that, you infernal machine!”
With my new grill-tuning process, I paid the bill, $395, and they will return in a year with two visits, one for the AC and one for the furnace. Feeling much like a responsible adult and homeowner, I was now ready for the sizzle coming and the more distant freeze. All set!

I found the frozen pizza that I acquired at The Market of Choice grocery store. I like meatballs on my pizza, and they had the Screaming Sicilian version of that. I roast it in my oven, the top one, and retrieve a meatball that fell off and was sizzling on the bottom. I did not sing the song about my meatball rolling away.
The pizza, or allergies, or just too much reading, triggered a migraine. This one was strange, as I did not have the headache, but I did experience the vision flashes, sensitivity to light, and sudden sleepiness. I rested, slept, and woke with it still in place. Usually, relaxing, sleeping, and waking were enough to relax the muscle cramps that cause the problem.
I made dinner of reheated pasta and Italian-style sweet sausage. That, oddly, seemed to start the changes that heralded the exit of the migraine! Yay!
I soon was ready to take Air VW the Gray, down to 59% charge, to Movies on TV, our local Regal theater, to see F1. I was meeting Joan S for the movie. I drove through the new strip mall and some new housing in Reed Crossing. It is lovely, though the houses are packed in close. So far, there is no panic selling due to the layoffs and Trump’s policies. Houses with four bedrooms, squeezed into 2,000 sqft and two stories, go for $650K.
Joan met me at the movies, and we bought our tickets separately. Soon, we were chatting, waiting for the movie, Formula One (F1) to start. It was a glorious movie with complex characters and various subplots and keeping you interested the whole time. Highly recommended.
We chatted outside after the movie until sunset, and I was ecstatic that the vision issues and migraine effects were gone. I had taken painkillers, relaxed during the movie, and the problem faded away. Excellent.
Returning home, I had a piece of the cake I had made the night before with a cup of tea to relax. I managed to write a paragraph of my SciFi novel. Tiny, but something. I beat the cold air return with a cane, “Infernal machine,” and went to bed and soon slept. I don’t remember my dreams, but it seemed like only seconds had passed since I fell asleep until sunrise started, and I woke. I managed to roll over a few times and sleep.
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