More of my stuff

 

My WWII flag...

Waiting for my stuff

 

Any suggestions?

Warren seems not to understand that my runners are not the same size as his feet so he doesn't need any of my footwear, clothing, fabric, my novels, the 14 boxes of The Orchard Walk by El Dueck, all my quilts...

 My sole proprietorship inventory is mine alone and I am waiting to receive it here in Winnipeg. 

Does anyone have any influence on this person who seems to be holding my 'entire lifetime' possessions hostage... Isn't that strange?

I don't want any of Warren's possessions.

I need some support, for sure, as his current wife. We'll see what the future holds, of course.

I need my bicycle so I can keep my muscles in good working order. I'm not interested in his new bicycle. I just want my old bicyle.

What could be the hold up?

Everything I own is at 225... whom do I send to pick it up? 

 

Lots of furniture.

I did make Warren a quilt for his birthday and he is certainly welcome to keep that quilt (not pictured on this blog) but he is not welcome to keep any of my inventory that I have designed, sewed and created since 2010.

This photo, of my old table and chairs was the first place Warren enjoyed being served yummy food... by me... He probably has very fond memories of this little apartment he came to Winnipeg to visit me... in. This is where he sat for that first breakfast... apple cinnamon pancakes. He just loved those.

Looking for

Looking for jobs has never been more frustrating. 

I have already applied for over 20 jobs and the impossible websites with their terrible programs are unbelievably difficult to manage.

Did you know that everything you apply for in any government program has limitations that do not allow you to easily input information. All you can do is follow the prompts and then hope for an explanation box to correct the programming limitations with accuracy?

Moving Woes

 Moving is a real eye opener if you haven't done that in over 4 years.

These are a few things you will likely suffer as you await your lifelong collection of...

Footwear- My only pair of 'North Face' running shoes, still in great condition, do not give me any blisters on my toes like the brand new summer canvas runners I had to buy as I wait for my household of stuff, here. *Note- Flip flops are the wrong footwear for exercising and going to a walk. My back is suffering from this incorrect footwear as I await my good shoes.

As a arthritis sufferer I actually have had great success in choosing the right footwear for my active lifestyle.

Outerwear- I am the kind of person who has kept all my outerwear for over 20 years now. I purchased a really nice coat at Mega Deals a few months ago... this would be the time I need that... it's a cloth elegance... I think the same as my cream fake fur name brand which I purchased 6 years ago.

Casual clothes- Everyday clothes are so necessary for... well, every day. I have plenty of that... those just need to be where I am.

Professional clothes for interviews and such the like... I save one particular jacket for that... a JR that I purchased about 7 years ago at a greenhouse, on 'what I call greenhouse row' just outside the perimeter. It was a 'once in a lifetime' style buy. I wore that for an interview at a vehicle dealership in 2021. Classic clothes last.

Furniture- It's so hard to wait for all my old furniture which I have such an attachment to... it's emotional... my pink chair that is 36 years old, my dining room set which is 33 years old, my sideboard which is new, purchased in Winnipeg 6 years ago... (actually, all my furniture, except my pink chair, was purchased in Winnipeg), my industrial shelf, 12 years ago, that was a Home Sense buy as well as my armoire, purchased 20 years ago... 

My tea room white slatted top with black wrought iron legs and chairs... featured on the cover of The Orchard Walk El Dueck. I purchased that at Eaton's. 

My collection is aging but well loved, by me.

I really needed my brand new printer 10 minutes ago to print a legal document.

Just waiting for that phone call.

Writing

 Book II 

Simmy's phone rang and she put aside her laptop and answered.

"Hey, this is Sam. Would you help me out on this self- defense paper I'm working on? You were hit by your husband and I think you can, maybe, help by your experience."

"Yes, absolutely. Start with a definition that is simple and direct. Write this down. "Self- defense or self- defence in Commonwealth English is a countermeasure that involves defending the health and well- being of oneself from harm."

"Got it. So, in your instance, were you able to defend yourself from harm?" Sam hesitated, trying to recall how the situation had transpired.

"Not completely but my countermeasure, a common kitchen cooking pot was a very effective shield."

"Ahh, yes. That was good thinking on your part. The least harmful is always the best. I'll call again if I need a little more information," Sam tipped his chair back and put his legs up on the desk. "It's afternoon coffee time. Take a break. You've always been too hard on yourself. You can't take responsibility for the initial attack. That was unprovoked. You were just defending yourself." 

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P.S. Still waiting for my bicycle, which is still at 225, in Dauphin... Make sure nobody is using it! I bought that in 2019... I still like it!

Book Unpublished

All of my unpublished works are currently at my 225 house, in Dauphin. I really need my handwritten work to continue working on this. A little silver metal box with my memory stick, of my first published novel, is very valuable for me to be able re- publish. Another memory stick, of a bygone pastor is also in that box. It needs to be protected. 

I am working on my next posting.

This is my rough copy of my novella that is in that location... right now. I am praying that all my work, from my past, is protected and will arrive here unharmed.

My white basket of test papers is very important to me. I put the entire basket into a heavy duty Co-op bag with handles... for safe storage.

Here is an example of book II. Copywritten (El Dueck) 

Chapter-

The Just Shall Live By Faith

Life in this small town was really getting to be an unsteady gait of secrets. There was joblessness but most of the township was run by government funded programs so the pace of life was very slow. The only people awaiting opportunities were the new residents, people who were married to someone who was transferred there.

Simmy had met quite a few locals. A retired judge. a beautiful Irish woman who seemed transposed in a town that scarcely thought of a place like Ireland.

One of the best small businesses in town had one of the best architectural footprints in a place where the rare project was mostly municipal, or provincial. The juxtaposition of the early century brickwork married to the modernity of steel echoes from city to city, across the prairies.   

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I am also waiting for my 'Cosco' two- step ladder to reach the higher places, in my current rental, for the job of cleaning.