Hands Off

Americans everywhere are beginning to fight back. This is a picture of my hometown. It was uploaded by the guy I used to carpool to work with. When I saw it I began to look through the crowd to see if I could find anyone I knew, and lo and behold it didn't take very long at all. The uplifting thing to me is that some of the people I found I knew to be (former?) Trump supporters. I'm heartened to see that they may have changed their minds. Unfortunately, I did not hear of the protests until after they had occurred, but if I had, I would have been at Toomer's corner with a sign. I am hoping that this is not a one off. It won't work if it is. The George Floyd protests were so very effective simply because they didn't stop. If we hope to make an impression, we are going to have to make a nuisance of ourselves. That is the only way we will get any real attention and be taken seriously.

I was supposed to be going to Tuscumbia today to pick up my things from the pod. This is the second time that I have reserved a truck rental, only to have to cancel because the pod has not arrived. I had texted Ken the morning before to let him know when to expect me. I had just assumed that it had arrived because until that point, I had not heard anything differently. Ken told me then that it still had not arrived. I pressed him for information on when it was expected, and he told me that they were visiting my aunt and Karen would give me a call after they left. She didn't, and as much as it annoyed me, I was somewhat relieved to not have a conversation with her. So, yesterday after I had waited around all day, I finally got a text from Ken. I hope that he is not having to bear the brunt of her anger, but from the tone of his text, I think he is. I can even understand her anger over it. April 24 ia a full month from the time it should have arrived. I can only hope that they are giving her a discount on the service. Not that I expect to see any of it. I'm afraid that the money that I put down on it and the downpayment of house is just lost to me. In the very least I am not there to have to listen to Karen rage about it. My plan now is to make no plan until I hear that the pod has arrived. Then I will work out how I will retrieve my belongings. I do hope that they will arrive at some point and that Ken will let me know to go get them.

It's just as well that I wasn't able to pick up my things today. A tornado touched down in a town near where I am was going to be. The reports so far are that 8 people may have died in the storm. It's really awful.

While the tornado wasn't near the house, it was close enough that the I would have been loading a truck in some pretty nasty weather and the weather here isn't much better. It has thunder stormed all day. I keep getting notices on my phone that the roads around me are closed due to flooding. I'm not that worried for myself. We are on the third floor. The flood would have to be epic to reach where we are. But I do hope that my neighbors are staying dry. 

I do hope the weather will be better when I can finally pick my things up, and maybe not so hot.