kvetching up

 Entry 1     4:00 p.m. I thought that the dog alarm clock wake up at 4:37 a.m. was going to be the nadir of my day. The Gods must be laughing. At just after 9 a.m. Leiney calls.  She is on I-5, near Mt. Vernon, having just spun out and hit another car and then bouncing into the cable fence in the median.  She stopped facing the wrong way.  Despite going over 60 miles an hour, and slamming into another car, her airbags did not deploy.  The good news is she wasn't injured, nor was the driver in the other car.   I drove to Mt. Vernon, Jenny along for the ride. On the way, Jenny was on and off the phone with Leiney.  Jenny and Leiney must have embraced for 10-15 minutes when we got to the Mt. Vernon SBUX, where the staties dropped her off. I learned that when the police arrived, they suggested she drive it the car to a collision repair place. She was in no shape to do that. Nor was the car. The tow-truck driver had arrived, and told t...

Act I   She Lives With A Broken Man, A Cracked Polystyrene Man I am exhausted. I slept well enough, but this marathon has too many intermittent sprints for my 54 year old body, and I have always been better at walking than running anyway. Wednesday started early, with me taking the dog to the groomer at the PetSmart on 130th and Aurora at 8:00.  I got home and went to work. It was pleasantly busy yesterday, work was, with many meetings.  None were contentious, but nonetheless busy.   It was a quiet house, especially conducive for getting work done. Abby doesn't have classes on Wednesday, and Leiney sleeps in a lot now that she is working everyday.  Jenny sees Eric on Wednesdays.  She doesn't tell me that anymore, she always has other things she tells me she is doing.  But, she left wearing the Dallas Cowboys baseball hat just around 9 to have breakfast with a friend, and didn't finish breakfast until nearly one. At 11:48 I texted Jenny to let her ...