Don't get me wrong, Monte doesn't ever mind helping people with pretty much anything. Right now he is playing taxi to half of Port. This really is a most dysfunctional town. I understand that when you make fifteen bucks an hour, or if you are on disability (which half this town is, whether they qualify or not)...speaking of which, I interrupt myself here.
All you have to do to get on to disability is come to Port. Set up a really cheap living spot...nasty motel room, someone's dirt floor basement, tent in the bush, and have a 'panic attack' and tell the doctor you suffer from anxiety. Boing boing you are qualified for disability. The toughest part of it all is all the paper work, but just give Pat a call. He will tell you exactly how to do it. And next thing you know you get 1400 bucks a month delivered to your bank account.
Anyway, as you can imagine when you make that amount of money, and at least 700 goes to rent, 400 goes to pot, 200 to food, the left over 100 does not leave enough to run a vehicle. And that is where Monte comes in.
Back when his van wasn't running and he was driving my truck, only Pat had the cojones to phone him for rides. But now that he is back in his own vehicle he is open game. Plus two of his friends, the ones that work and drive are N drivers and both have lost their licenses for some time for silly driving. So not one of his friends and/or acquaintances drives.
At least he now charges them for gas. There was a time when he didn't. I do believe that coincided with when I was buying the gas. But now that he pays for his own gas he collects from everyone. I do help out with gas at times though as he does all my running around for me.
Anyway, back to the shopping with a tallun'. Every time we go into a store, someone always asks him to lift something from way up high or really heavy for them. I remember we were in the very back of Walmart recently. This old lady, who didn't have the smarts to bring a shopping cart with her, called him over and had him lift a fifty pound bag of dog food and carry it all the way up to the check out! She was in the middle of asking him to wait with her and carry it out to her car when the clerk, overhearing this, told her she would get an employee to do that for her. It is amazing what people won't hesitate to ask. He never says no.
Middle aged women love him. Every time we are out, they kind of flirtatiously simper up to him, cock their heads to the side and coquettishly (puke) ask, does he mind them asking....how tall are you? Men. Well you can guess what they ask most. Is your wiggly bit big too? This he gets ticked off with and tells them to get lost.
On another note, No Frills is getting us our V8 again. It stopped during covid, god knows why, but they messaged me the other day and asked if I was still interested. Yes! And yesterday Monte picked up three cases of V8 for us! OMG!!! I am so addicted to that stuff. But only if it is so cold it gives you brain freeze. But now due to it still being pretty hot out I can't put it on the deck. And all the stuff in the spare room is going to a basement that has no storage space. Sucks having a house with no storage. Back in the old days when this place was built they didn't have 'stuff'. It wasn't a problem. I should just stack them under my red wagon coffee table. They're red. They'll match.
Monte and I were talking the other day about how we need to stop living like it's a waiting game and embrace covid as just part of life and start up again, with a few sensible changes. Masks, distancing etc will probably be a part of the rest of my life if not the kids. So the first thing we decided was to make a big plan to look forward to. Cruising is out of the question, at least until they have figured out how to treat covid.
We decided that the sensible thing to do would be to plan a loooooong road trip. We have already started a sizeable travel fund. First thing, I ordered three Lonely Planet Canada road trip books and some maps. Old school paper, hard to fold maps. We will plan sightseeing stuff in each province, starting with BC and ending on the tip of Labrador. I want to stick my foot in the Atlantic Ocean and eat lobster.
I had planned to go on a trip to New York, even put a sizeable deposit on it, but after a visit to my doctor and got the realistic downlow on my hip and lower back deformities, I had to withdraw. New York is a walking city and I just couldn't bear the thought of being 'that' person, lagging behind, possibly holding people up. No amount of walking will improve this much she said so it is better to travel by car and pick and choose spots to go to. We are pretty excited about it! And I shall blog along the way and post pics. We plan to go as soon as there is no chance of winter smacking us. His van does NOT have 4x4.
We can't take the truck. Believe it or not it's too small for Monte. When he sits up properly in the driver's seat, the visor and roof cover a bit of the top of the windshield. He has to scrunch down to see everything. And his knee crunches into the bottom of the dashboard. Even going to Nanaimo hurts, so no long hauls for us in the jeep if he is going to do any driving. Plus, his van is a dodge caravan, 2015. And dodge grand caravans are the most comfortable vehicles in the world. I mean really comfortable. Plus, contrary to what Gail thinks is safe, we will be sleeping in it on occasion. Monte is getting what he needs for his cpap and I would sleep in that van seat any night. We will get a foamy to lay out in the back for Monte. We will take one rubbermaid with camp stuff, my privacy tent and necessary bucket just in case. Man! I can't wait!
Anywhoo! Time to get at my day. It's almost half over and all I have done is wash my hair. Stay safe and TTYL
I really like these next two challenges:
53. Take yourself on a date. Movie, dinner out, wee shopping trip, museum, art gallery...whatever floats your boat!
54. Cook a three course meal for somebody! I love this one. Now that we can start socializing again, before they might lock it down again, get cooking!
Two quotes this week:
"At the end of the day, your feet should be dirty, your hair messy and your eyes sparkling." Shanti
"Travel far enough, you meet yourself." David Mitchell
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| AND OFF WE WILL GO!!!!!! LABRADOR OR BUST!!!!!! |
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