Random thoughts

 Ron and I lived in a mold apartment for several years.  The tub drain overflow was not connected in the apartment above us and the lady liked to take a nice long bath every day after work.  The water would flow out the valve straight into my bathroom ceiling.  We talked to the landlord.  He said he "couldn't" fix it and we were always free to move out, he could charge a lot more for someone else.  You can't imagine how bad our bathroom looked.  

It was the middle of the dot com boom in Sillycone valley.  

I got into herbal medicine and managed to find some things that helped.  Ron developed chemical sensitivity to the point I had to special order scent free toilet bowl cleaners.  I developed severe allergies.  

One thing I discovered, reading Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM), I had a "heat injury" and was better served by eating cooling foods like fish (ew) and cucumber.  They basically had 4 kinds of problems, heat, cold, wet, or dry illnesses.  I had heat-dry illness.  

Taking my medication I am always thirsty.  My blood sugar is fine it's just the price I pay.  And I'm fine with that, the time I'm living now are bonus years.  

So back to the "heat" I have found I love peppermints when I am not feeling well so there's something to the TCM.  

I went out to check the mail just now, and the UPS guy drove by.  When I lived near the Processing Facility in NE Houston, I had the same guy - that was his route.  One day he gave me holy hell because he had to lug a 55 pound drum of coconut oil up 3 flights of stairs (no elevator).  I told him I made soap and he said he wanted some, so I would leave a fresh bar on the door every time I had a batch that cured.  It was a lot of fun for both of us.  

So I assume this guy, I'll call "Chet" is my regular driver.  When I get Bibles they always come UPS.  Chet is the kind of guy I feel good about handling the Bibles.  He is a big, strong guy and clearly works out, nice man-beard and ready to work!  

I had worried it was a small, thin, woman.  A case of Bibles is about 35 pounds but that's probably just a warmup for Chet!  I waved at him, greasy, matted, hair yanked back in a pony tail, he gave me a lovely smile, I yelled "Take care" as he drove off.  

That's it for now.