Illustration by AI

This is not my day. If called upon to list everything that could go wrong, I would just give a list of what did go wrong today. First, my computer erased all of my bookmarks and favorites…and along with them, the only way I know to access my blog to write a new blog, view stats, correct an old blog, to read the blogs of others. Not to mention how to access Wordle! It may be obvious to you how to do so, but I am, first of all, directionally challenged. Always have been.  I have to figure out one way to do things or to go places and then always do it that way…and the way I know how to get to everything I do on my computer is via my bookmarks and favorites bar.   So, after hours and hours of trying to accomplish tasks, none of which worked out, I went out to swim, only to discover that Pasiano had not told the new gardener to empty the pool and fill it with warm water. Nor did he tell him not to leave the gates open and so Zoey got trapped between the fence and the wall and was crying pitifully which made a trip out in the driving rain necessary.  Why do I have a new gardener, you ask?  the horrible answer is that the same day I narrowly missed being the witness to a shooting in Peoria, Arizona, Pasiano was walking on the sidewalk in Ajijic and a sharp piece of metal flew off the back of a passing truck carrying welding supplies and hit him on the side of the head–of course slicing his head open and knocking him out.  Surgery was completed at a local hospital and he is now recovering at home but can’t work for a month. What was my near miss? My sister and I came out of the Safeway store in Peoria, Arizona, after a short 20 minute shopping expedition  to find our car as well as a number of cars in our area of the parking lot fenced in by a long yellow crime tape, and in the lanes in front of our car was a fire truck, ambulance, four police cars and too many policemen to count. It seems that a man had been shot in truck a few cars away from us and the woman who shot him had escaped. Later we found she had driven to a nearby lot and committed suicide. The man, on the other hand, did not die, but it occurred to us that the shooting must have occurred very close to the time we left our car and went into the store as only 20 minutes had passed between our going into the store and returning to our car and already the lot was full of emergency vehicles when we came out.  All-in-all, quite a momentous week.

Now, I seek escape. No pool. No computer. Three attempts to order a set of sheets on Mercado Libre did not pan out in the end…always some glitch. Perhaps I’ll try to watch the movies I couldn’t get to work in my video player before I left to go to Arizona…Crossed fingers. The jinx can’t go on forever. I am so glad Pasiano will recover… that should cancel out all my petty complaints.  Shut up, Judy. Just. Shut. Up!!!!!