I watched 1 Episode of House of Cards and then went out to dig. I was interrupted when a Baptist came to my back door to talk my first question was why do they call themselves Baptists if they don't believe baptism is essential for salvation. They also don't believe doing good works as in Matthew 25:40 Before I dug I first strung a line between the septic tank over the existing black tubes to a point near the garden and then I measured 18 feet from the last black tube so I know where to stop, then I got a new black tube and threw that into the hole to see if I was digging wide enough. Then I dug. I have finished 2 lengths and have one more to go. But before I proceed any further I have to take the sawsall down and remove an interfering root. Jim, the owner of Max the dig who died is coming tomorrow at 1, and I will probably be in the hole digging when he arrives. Bob Liebold came with his son and picked me up to go to the auction. He drove his little car but brought a cage in case I decided to get an animal. We got the there early to look at what was coming up in th auction then I got my number and sat down. I had my eye on 2 bottle brushes but they were to big to fit in the little car so I got 4 giant ferns. I also had my eyes on 5 Kakhi Campbell ducklings that were sharing a cage with 20 Peking ducklings. I wanted the 5 Kakhi Campbell ducklings. We waited and waited for the 5 ducklings to come up and finally, when they stared selling cages I went up to see if the ducks were still there. They weren't – they were gone with everything else on that table. So I came home with my four $8 giant ferns wondering where my 5 ducklings went. It is now 10:30 pm and I was one of the first people to cash out. The water is hot and I should wash my hair and sleep on wet hair, but I am happy with my ferns.
Sunday March 2 My fantastic daughter's 43rd birthday.
I went to church and sat next to Karen Echols the retired speech therapist and Mel Coleman sat leaving two empty seats between us. Charles Starling came over and said the branch president chose not to help me but asked me how I was progressing and when he leaned that I had dug out two lengths by myself said he would come over and look at it. When I got home I went out to dig and while I was digging two things happened simultaneously. First somebody took a shower and flooded my tunnel, or at least made it wet to stand in and a white car pulled into my driveway. Out of the white car emerged Jim Curcio, the owner of the now deceased Max. I showed him around and he and Melissa talked about kids and sports since he is a basketball referee. Eventually we went out to lunch at the Chinese restaurant down my Wal-Mart where he realized he was unable to find the $1,000 he stuck in his pocket. As we ate we traced his tracks and he had worn sweat pants to Wal-Mart and changed pants to come here. I said I bet the money is in those sweat pants. And as it turned out, it was. Charles Starling and Frank Pizarro came while he was talking to Melissa and discussed my septic project between them and decided to come tomorrow and cut the toots and finish digging. After Jim left I started a fire and started digging to expose he root and then the missionaries came. They are coming Tuesday to see what is left for them to do. I told them about the Baptist that came to my door and how I could complete a genealogy in a week and asked why Jesus could raise the dead but he couldn't fix my speech. I went and and dug some more after they left and realized sine I was lone I should be watching Home of Cards so I watched 3 more episodes. Now it's 9:30 and I hope I can read a few pages before I crash.
Monday 3 March
I got up and did my gas prices and went out at dawn to dig. I had the bright idea to use the alligator saw to cut the roots and then I completed my run. I had just pour myself a drink when I heard a truck arrive. Charles Starling and Eddie Hill leveled it out, installed the tubes and covered it up. They left and I raked the area and then I went to work on my garden. I took two 2X8 sheets of tin for sides but I had no ends so I drove to Wildwood and got eight 4' stakes and three bags of seeds. I then emptied every bag of dirt in the shed and added wood ash to the topsoil to give in nutrients. I changed the pool water for the ducks and put fresh hay in their shed. Then I took a nap. Marvin Pell came and said he was moving up to the FBI and wanted to know my preacher's name so he could call him to see if anybody in the congregation had any Internet experience. I said I had experience but between my voice and his hearing it had no effect. I refused to give him my preachers' number but I did give him his name but I did not tell him he lived in Lake county. I watched 3 more episodes of House of Cards and I'm going to bed at 10:15 pm.
Tuesday March 4
Today I put two bags of hyponex on my garden and cut the plastic ends for my garden and proceeded to plant my seeds. I had 6 envelopes and used almost all the seeds in each packet except I ran out of garden before I opened the 6th packet. There is a space on the west end yI could use to expand my garden and I may do that tomorrow. Four missionaries showed up just as I was fixing lunch so that got postponed. The split wood and drove my stakes into the ground around my garden and tried to burn the pile in the woods and drank a lot of soda. Mel Coleman came while they were here so I abandoned them and talked to Mel and we all had a discussion the end and watched a video. The missionaries left and then Mel left and I had just settled down to watch House of cards but then Marvin Pell called to say he needed my court case number. I copied that off for him and he wanted to hear Paul's son's story so I hopped in his van and drove over there to talk and finally I was able to watch House of Cards taking time off to wash dishes, take a shower, put the ducks in and eat dinner. I am now up to episode 16 which is in season 2.
Wednesday March 5
I loaded the trunk with recycling and drove to the dump to empty it and from there I went to deliver an invitation to Garry about game night at church Saturday night. The I went to Save-A-Lot and got hot dogs for the dogs and graham crackers and regular crackers, and package of fish fillets and came home. Garry showed up about an hour later and dumped a truckload of wood trash on my burn pile. I watched a few episodes of House of Cards and then I took a nap. I had fish for lunch and then I moved dirt and emptied a bag of miracle grow and planted my peppers. While I was there I pulled weeds and gathered sticks and threw the sticks on the fire and the weeds on the burn pile. I watched more episodes of House of Cards trying to complete the series because Aaron is off tomorrow and said he might want to see it. A lady from American Elder called and she as unable to decipher my rendition of Baldomero (she asked three time) and finally got and telephone number and made an appointment to come and talk to me in person tomorrow at 2:30. Aaron and Melissa will be here to answer questions since she has such a hard time understanding me. Of course, I do do better in person than I do on the phone.
Thursday March 6
I didn't do too much today outside because of the rain so I cleaned out the refrigerator. Aaron the Mellisa went to see Autumn's performance in Clermont but made sure they got home by 2:30 to act as my voice when the woman from American Elder Care arrived. They got home at 2 and the woman never arrived. Maybe she got lost and forgot to take my phone number. So I finished watching House of Cards and I started on something about midwives in 1957 England. I was 7 years old in 1957 and I never dreamed their was so much poverty in England in 1957. Melissa made a fire for Jacob who is going through puberty but he doesn't need 80 gallons so I think I'll jump in just to get warm and make the transition between clothes and pajamas.
Friday March 7
I watched Call the Midwife all day except for brief jobs and cried – no wept many times through the 2 season. The longest weep was when I heard the workhouse howl and looked it up on Google. The more I read the more I wept. In the series, a resident of a workhouse, was not regarded a fit person to be mother of her own 11 children. They were taken from her and each of them died in the care of the institution and were buried in unmarked graves in a common plot. All the while, she knew whether they were dead or alive. Being a genealogist this probably effected more more than usual.