The van is gone, sold, money in pocket, title transfered. All is well.

I woke up at midnight, exactly 0000 hours thinking about my new car, and the missing key.. The seller said he only got one key when he bought it new from the dealer. But the dealer says he got two. Where’s the missing key? I paid $300 for a spare key with electronics inside (locksmith keys won’t work). The dealer told me the guy probably lost the key and didn’t want to say anything, but I wonder where that key is. Does somebody have the key who is can steal my car? Is there some loan shark repo man holding the key for some illicit debt? What would my course of action be if someone took the car and said they needed x amount of dollars to return it, Saying it was collateral for a loan?

In this way, my mind always finds a way to keep me from relaxing and living in peace. At the same time it seems like a legitimate fear.

What are your thoughts? The seller has left the island.

Have a great day!

It was relatively cool last night and this morning on our dawg walk. Quiet on the weather front for now. Above is this morning’s plain ‘ol sunrise.

I expect I’ll be transferring ownership of my van today. It’s been a great vehicle. I got another call last night from somebody who wanted to buy it, I told them it was sold. The first person who seriously looked at it took it

Happy Wednesday!

I have someone interested in buying the van all the details are pretty ironed out it’s just a matter of transferring the money and transferring the title.

I love my van and I’m going to miss it. But! I’m getting the Suzuki all fixed up, it will be good I think.

Have a great day!!!

Below is Goldie and Lenny. They seem to have a strong friendship going on.

It wasn’t much of a weekend. There were waves and no diving. I checked my logbook, I haven’t dived in 57 days.

Saturday this weekend was pretty normal, Sunday I thought I would enjoy a nice quiet day at home. It drove me crazy. It was so lonely and depressing I thought I was going to come out of my skin. I’m one of those people who feels like I’m wasting my life if I’m not doing something.

in the book, The Caine Mutiny the author, Herman Wouk, says: “wasted moments ruin a life, whether at the beginning or the end, but they’re more noticeable at the end”. It says that in the book, not the movie..

As I get older, I sometimes feel like I’ve wasted my whole life. I know it’s not true, but sometimes it seems that way

I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to retire

have a great week!

the other night I dreamed I rented a Formula One style race car. It was sitting outside and I was worried about getting it back to the rental company in time. Also, it was electric. And because of the narrow body the brake pedal was located under the accelerator pedal. Very difficult to push the brakes. And because it was electric, when you push the accelerator it applies the battery voltage to the motor, which automatically runs at full speed. So it was full blast or nothing, and hard to hit the brakes.

It wasn’t one of those sissy delicate Formula One race cars that you see on the track, this was a muddy dirty off road style car with wheels at the end of real long axles.

I was driving off road in the dirt, and I suppose I returned it to the rental company in time.

It was a really fun dream!

Happy Friday!

I’m somewhat disappointed. I was hoping for and expecting a large screen Kindle like the Scribe. The rumors I heard was that the color Amazon reader would be a color Scribe. Look at the picture above, the Colorsoft is barely bigger than his thumb!

I would have bought the color Scribe immediately, cost be damned, like I did with the Scribe that I have. I’m not interested in the Collorsoft and will either keep my Kindle scribe or move over to the BooxTab Ultra C Pro color ereader.

Sigh, ho hum. Whaaa. Crybaby

Have a good day, it’s rainy here today.

I was in Savannah Georgia last weekend attending a workshop called Breaking The Chains, about 12 step recovery, yoga and codependence. Below are random pictures of the weekend, my rental car, Travlin’Tim, restaurant, the class and etcetera.

Aside from my crappy room, it was a great weekend!

Happy Hump Day!

I stayed at La Quinta in Savannah Georgia last weekend, worst place I ever stayed. Below is my review.

I checked in, and my room had a bad smell, trash in the trash can and the bed didn’t look properly made. Switched rooms and the second room had no TV and a pile of wires, cable box and bits and pieces. PLUS in the bathroom, the ceiling had leaked and it looked like the roof was broadly damaged, wall to wall..(I should have taken pictures)
Tried to switch rooms again and the desk man got irate told me to go somewhere else. I told him no, I made my reservation long ago and I wanted I decent room. Apparently , for 140 a night, you shouldn’t expect clean sheets, an empty trash can and an intact ceiling.
Third room has two double beds instead of a queen and is barely acceptable. There’s cigarette burns on the bathtub. The tub drips and the lights don’t work properly. (fluorescent flickers but won’t come all the way on) This place used to be nice but obviously hasn’t been well maintained. The best thing about the room was the shower.
For a Wyndam owned property, I expected a lot more.

Don’t stay there!

Have a great day!

Today is world mental health day. Yes please! Slice off a big ol chunk and send it over to me!

This weekend, I’m headed up to the US to take a weekend class that hopefully will improve my ability to maintain my mental health and improve my meditation practice.

Today is also 900 days of AUM. I’ve settled in on 7 minutes a day. (The other time is guided meditations)

So have a good day/weekend /year! Take good care of yourself!

I was reluctant to start this book. The description didn’t grab me. Once I started though, I couldn’t put it down.

Jsson goes out for a drink, gets kidnapped, eacapes, and when he gets back home, things aren’t the same. His wife isn’t his wife. His son was never born. Jason has to figure out what is going on.

And he’s not the only one…