Hanging on/The Long Haul #6

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Great, you guys think it's funny? geez! well, you're right, I suppose it is. A joke - nope. If he wanted to joke about it he would have said it to my face, not left a discreet note that I would come across at some point in time. I will ignore it, and not give him the satisfaction of a reaction. And for the record, I did get the correct door latch and it is installed and working better than the old one ever did. Maybe a little oil and maintenance on that old latch and it wouldn't have busted off? And getting that for him is more than H has done about fixing the headlight/grill on my truck that he swiped on a tree. It's not very noticeable, but he said he'd fix it. Guess I should have asked if that would be while I was still making payments. If that's the case he's got plenty of time!

So H got dropped off tonight by friend. I was basically done with chores, but it's 20 degrees and tropical, so I was still out brushing mane and tail on my favorite old mare, the mother of the mare I ride, as well as the Mother Mare of the whole place. She is special, H rode her when we got married, I rode another horse we still have. They are both 22 years old now. Anyway, I was just spending time with her, horse therapy, which I don't do often enough. H came and found me in the pen with her, made a few comments about the horses they looked at today, and then said he had another meeting tonight. He forgot all about it until someone emailed to remind him. So off he went after being home for not even 5 minutes. But it was really just what I needed tonight. I didn't want to sit here with him again in cold silence like the weekend.

I hope I wasn't too 'forward' tonight. I was cleaning in the bedroom, folding clothes and stuff, and moved some of my stuff into the empty spaces that H has been creating. I suppose I could leave a note on an empty hanger, something like - 'plenty of space and if you want to use it, you're welcome. But you know how womens clothes are, in the dryer they shrink and in the closet they multiply.'

And I never got a chance to do anything with the truck door handles. Don't you think a lube and grease job would have been in order? or maybe petroleum jelly smeared all over them?