It's the little things....that make a big impression.

I'm amazed at how much I don't / I can't /I won't do on my own.  I don't do them because I don't know how.  I can't do them because they are too dangerous.  I won't do them because they are gross.  Ssooo...

I've been amazed this week.  I'm amazed at Ethan the Plumber.  He comes to my door wearing a long rubber apron and with elbow-length gloves.   "Let me at that sump pump!" He is willing to get, well, disgusting.  He has some very funny plumber lines (as in laughs, not the pipes).

I'm amazed at Rudy (Golden Gate Sheet Metal) the furnace man.  He got the ductwork attached which had fallen into the abyss of the sub-area.  There is nothing like a heating up a cold, dirt-ridden, empty space to a toasty 69 degrees, when it's freezing in the house.   I would have wrapped those big long, thick snakes in duct tape, but I learned from him that duct tape goes bad in a short time.   Hhmm...who knew?

I'm amazed at Chris, the handyman.  He can do almost anything.  While working on a kitchen light that is about 10 feet high, putting in some acrylic pieces that refused to fit back where they came from, was artistry in patience.  We always talk a lot about Hawaii, some about family.

He has his first grand-daughter, who is just one month old.  I loaned him a book by Anne Lamot.  If you have heard/read her she is as Marin County as one can be.  Her latest book is her first year as a grand-mother, but her son and the girl have a love/hate relationship with the kid in the middle.  They're happy!  And so whelmed over.  Sounds like the story of my handyman.  So Chris, my friend, calls the father of his grand-daughter, Mr. Impregnator.  

I'm amazed at Kevin, who works for Si, my media men of the home (Hidden Connections), who come by when I call.  The stuff Kevin works on is very scary to me.  It's not gross.  It's not dirty.  It's just one person's thought (mine) of hitting the wrong button, or putting hand to the wrong device...and it all goes poof!  Oops - no more picture, no more sound, and a few channels that don't make any sound but have a good picture.  And then, he makes my new bluetooth speaker phone work.  He was as surprised as I was!

I'm amazed at the folks at Golden Needle, the tailor and seamstress.  Del owns the place and every one dresses to the 9's!  He has just come back from Maui.  But what's better is I gave them four unconstructed jackets and one gorgeous silk blouse and they can take each of them in so they fit me all over again.  This is money well-spent, and is the ultimate recycling!

I think what I'm amazed about is how special they all are.  We get some time to talk.  And it may be months before we get that time again.  And I'll continue to be amazed... for a long time.

Live richly,  marilyn


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