..... Five, six, pick up sticks!

56.

Happy birthday to me.

A crazy day yesterday. It was a wild mixture of parts store, trucks, drivers, shippers. And, in between I even took a call about announcing a show. By the time I left the parts store, the clock was sweeping upward toward six o'clock.

I am preparing the final draft of the contract proposal. I will be so glad when tomorrow night is over. I guess it is a combination of the stress of trying to put together a proposal that is worth while, and the disappointment in others who have tried to pass themselves off as friends, only to have used that "friendship" to hopefully gain insider information.

I'm guessing that by feeling betrayed, it has made the entire process bitter.

Krl is still complaining about a bad headache. She asked me how long mine usually persisted after the iodine Iv. I told her to expect another couple of days. She told me she just kind of feels generally yuk.

I don't know why, but the iodine Iv has always done that to me, and usually if they use gas as anesthesia or in combination, it does the same thing. That problem led Dr. Cochran to us a shoulder block during hand surgery back in the early seventies. That would be another story, but watching them work on my hand was weird!

A few years ago, when Ollie was moving from Lubbock to Angelo, she was very cash strapped. She called wanting to sell her almost new refrigerator to Krl and I. She gave Krl and I a bargain price, which we ignored, and we paid more (feeling it was fair). When the rental truck loaded up, the refrigerator was at the front, so it made the trek all the way to the storage facility in Angelo. Krl and I didn't need the refrigerator, as buying it was just insurance for future need. The refrigerator has remained in storage until recently.

Ollie's Mother and Step Dad have managed the storage facility until it recently sold and the new owner was going to run it themselves, so they needed to move everything out of the storage unit they were using. About the time Ollie was in the slammer, her Mother, Kali and the midget were moving everything out of storage. Ollie's mother got to feeling ill, and they told her to go home, that they would finish. About this same time Kali and the midget were moving out of the girl's Mother's house into a rent house. Recently Ollie stopped by to look at their new rent house, and there sat Krl's and my refrigerator in their kitchen. Turned out, when their Mother got sick during the move out of the storage building, it played right into Kali and Scott's hand. They didn't put the refrigerator with Ollie's stuff at Brad's house, they moved it to their rent house. And Kali's Mother and Step Dad were none the wiser.

I told Ollie that it didn't surprise me, and if Kali had used proper channels I might have agreed to loan the refrigerator to her. But, anyone who has ever done a favor or loaned anything to Kali knows it is never returned or repaid. Add to this, the fact that she has been very disrespectful of Krl and I, and I feel no obligation or desire to appease her selfish wants.

Ollie told her Mother of Kali's indiscretion, and yesterday morning the two of them went and got the refrigerator and put it into Brad's garage. Crazy thing is, there was another refrigerator that Kali had used before, in the same storage unit. She just coveted mine.

Darn the luck. I was ready to file charges.

My infernal internal alarm clock is out of control. I am so tired. And tomorrow, I will go to the parts store, spend the day, and then make the two hour drive to the seasonal jobsite for the meeting with the board of directors. Once the meeting is over, I will be looking at the three hour drive back to the house. Another yuk.

But I can sleep late Friday!

I'd better get busy. Have a day! Cake's on me!

FATHER, help me through this process. I pray for a blessed day. May it be productive. I ask YOUR guidance as I work through the bid proposal. Help me to be thorough and fair. I know whom I have believ-ed.