Tuesday December 8 2015
Waking up at 9 a.m. I hear the maintenance guy announcing he is here. There's a list of things that need to be repaired. Back to sleep.
Waking up at noon.
For some reason today is the day everyone has decided to call me. The dentist. Car insurance adjustor. Chanticleer office. Cox Internet. Art. Elliott.
Grilled PB&J. Potato Chips. Honey Green Tea.
Watching No Escape (2015).
Teaching lessons at Music Makers.
At the Great Neck Rec for adult basketball. After about three games one of the big guys slams his head into the bottom of the pole hanging down behind the backboard when attempting to dunk the ball. There's blood everywhere. It's a big enough gash he'll have to get stitches. It's times like these when I'm glad I don't have the ability to reach that high.
Back home Soaking in an Epsom salt tea tree oil bath.
Ana cooked us dinner: Tofu with Kale, Zucchini, Carrots, Onions, and Quinoa.
Afterwards, Will and I take on the responsibility of cleaning up the black cesspool underneath the dishwasher where a leak has been going on for the past week or so. We discover little black things squirming around by the hundreds. Not to mention all the drain flies fluttering around our faces. Pulling out the Shop-Vac to suck up all the disgusting water. It's quite an ordeal but as a team we get it taken care of.
Sleep 3:15 a.m.
[i] Images by me.
Posted by James Robert Smith at 11:58 PM