BRRRRR! Good morning from chilly Arizona. It registers 30 degrees with the sun already up and shining brightly and that is the warmest it has been all week by 10 degrees! Very cool for the Southwest. This is only “hump day” but it has already been one of “those kinds of week.” If it could go wrong, it did, but putting it in perspective, even then, I wasn’t fighting for my life or hunting for food and shelter.
The house has been very dry and everything I touch gives me a jolt. Maybe that is a good thing. On Monday at morning news time, I discovered the black box that keeps my TV going, would not come on. The amber light persevered. A friend told me to unplug it for a while, then replug it and see if that would make a difference. After all, the other thing we all know and love, the computer, on rare occasions actually manages to right its wrongs by turning it off for a few minutes. Didn’t work.
So, o.k., I didn’t have a TV. I could live without it. When I was full-time RVing, I often didn’t have television. But then, I had almost an unlimited choice of rugged mountains, rushing streams, or crashing waves along the seashore to entertain me. Other than looking pretty in a sunrise or sunset, the cacti didn’t do much to amuse me. The evening was a long one. As I readied the house for the night, I thought, I’ll try it one more time. I walked over to the black box and out of my finger came a really large bolt of lightning that hit the black box. Voila! It turned green! Problem solved. I turned on “The entertainer” and watched it for fifteen minutes. Next morning, the black box didn’t work again, even when I zapped it with some dry air lighting from my finger.
You know how you always manage to get rid of things just before you need them. Prime example. I have learned to love shopping at Habitat for Humanity Restores, and as well, I donate furniture, appliances, and electronics that I no longer use to them. In the process, I have often found things I could use from within their walls. Dangerous place to go!
Since I recently moved my office into a corner of the living room as opposed to keeping my shed cooled and heated as an office, last week I took the TV and black box from my former office down to Habitat as a donation. O.K., I’m thinking I’ll just go back down to Habitat and buy another black box. I knew I wouldn’t find the same one but a black box is a black box, right? Part of their ceiling had fallen in with a water leak and destroyed a good portion of their TVs (and their black boxes). They didn’t have any.
I went up the street and bought another TV. This modern version doesn’t require a black box and the clerk stated emphatically that I could do all the connecting myself with no problem. Obviously, he didn’t know me. The new ones are light weight and I could carry it easily. I thought I could “ease” the heavy 20-year old TV on to the floor so I could hook up the new one. I “eased” but lost my grip (I’ve had people say I lost that years ago) and it slid out of my arms on to the floor. Not a big deal except that a wee corner of it fell right on my right big toe. OWWWW! It hurt too much to say anything but you know what I would have said if I could have spoken. Not nice.
Stopped to take stock of the toe…no skin broken but I’m sure I will eventually lose the nail. Wrapped the toe in a cold wet rag, covered it with a sock, and continued. Well, not for long. Couldn’t get it to work so called a friend here in the park who came and rescued me from yet another electronics headache.
So, this morning I could watch the news and the toe doesn’t seem to be hurting. Perhaps it fell off. There is no way I’m going to look. Hope your week goes better than mine! God Bless until next week.
Winter in the Wilderness, the first e-book novel published by Minshall, and her fourth edition of RVing Alaska and Canada are available through Amazon.com.
At 45, Widow Minshall began 20 years of solo full-time RVing throughout Alaska, Mexico, and Canada. Sharlene canoed the Yukon, mushed sled dogs, worked a dude ranch, visited Hudson Bay polar bears, and lived six months on a Mexican beach. She lectured at Life on Wheels, published six RV-related books and wrote a novel, “Winter in the Wilderness.”