Forced Days Off

I’ve been writing my autobiography which takes a long time, especially for someone who is still learning how to write.  I think I’m doing a pretty good job.

Yesterday I couldn’t get anything done because I got a phone call from a friend of mine in the mid west who likes to talk on the phone for a long time.  We were on the phone for over an hour.

I tried to go back to editing a chapter and I start hearing “BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP” because the city was resurfacing the street in front of my house.  So instead of working I decided that I would get on the instant messenger and see who was online.

I talked to someone for an hour then went to the store to buy some lunch.  Frozen pizza by the way.  It was good.

I didn’t get anything done yesterday.

This morning I get up and walk the dog and the city men are back.  They are working on the other side of 3rd street.  They sprayed the oil on the street so the resurfacing stuff, whatever the heck it’s called will stick to it so they can spread it out and smash it down.

“BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP” is all I am hearing right now from my bedroom window.

I can hardly concentrate on writing or editing anything right now.  I can barely write this.

My new motherboard is coming today between 2-4pm via UPS so when that comes I will be able to transfer all of my chapters to my Open Office word processor so I can continue writing on that instead of my Chromebook.

Tomorrow is Chips day off which means another day off because there is no way I will be able to write with him home.  So… back to work on Friday lol.

Robbed!

No, I wasn’t robbed but our neighbor whose name is Bob was robbed.  He had this girl living with him who cleaned his house in exchange for free rent and utilities but he wouldn’t give her a key.  She had her own room so why not give her a key?  That’s called being imprisoned.  Anyway, she would open her bedroom window and she put a chair by her window and she took the screen out and she would climb out the window and then come back in when she came back.

Well, Bob didn’t know that and he woke up this morning and she was gone and so were all his DVD movies and audio CD’s also some of his electronics were gone too.

I’m sorry this happened to him but you don’t just ask someone to move in with you if you don’t even know who they are and not give them a key and make them clean your house in exchange for free rent.  Although, how do you really know anyone?  Anybody can come into your life and pretend to be your friend then rob you blind when your guards are down.

We have bars on our windows to keep the burglars out.  This isn’t a really good neighborhood.  There was a murder last week a block from our house, a double homicide in fact.  A couple of years ago on July 4th this guy was beat up right in front of our house and he was taken to an alley and shot several times and nobody heard the gunshots because of all the fireworks.

I really want to move.