Yesterdays post was about not losing hope, apparently she is giving up on me though and we are now officially ‘just friends’. Said it many times in my life – oh well, it is what it is.
Went up to the treehouse after the morning at the BBC and minded the doggies while she and her friends took in an Olympic hockey game. They got back to the island, and I got back to the 1985 Mazda GLC to sleep until another day. Just before retiring, a phone call and she still wants to pay me for what has been done to date on the web site project in progress. Last night under duress of tiredness it seemed like a good idea, but this morning it feels like tainted money and understanding that my brain works a lot better in the earlier part of the day I will have to refuse.
It’s a substantial sum, enough to get another vehicle like the version one van and better. A very tempting thing when you are just about to sleep on a car seat that doesn’t fold down flat and preparing to turn over five or six times during the night to work out the kinks that come with that. It feels like a worthy web site project though and as has long been said, that if something isn’t worth doing for free then it isn’t worth doing at all and I would like to see it come to fruition.
The sun will be out over the next few days, with any luck along with a complete cleaning out of debris the mold smell will be gone and it will be worthy as a sleeping place again. It didn’t take too many months to save up the $1500 for the version one van, so if van one doesn’t work out then the car will have to suffice between house/pet sitting jobs. It is what it is.