Getting somewhere...
I am making progress, although it's in things so small most people would not consider them :/ I have done the laundry, a chore of epic proportions. I wish I didn't always put it off until it was this bad, but I have somehow failed to learn the lesson. I also took out all the recycling, which makes me feel virtuous :D I cooked dinner, rather than having something delivered. These are small but important things.
Yesterday I went down to North Beach. I wanted to be there and miss Rich and get used to that feeling. It wasn't too bad. I did a little shopping, had some coffee and visited our fish pond.
There's a pond in North Beach that's right by where I used to live. Nearby also is the big Catholic church (where Marilyn Monroe and Joe Dimaggio had photos taken, although they were not really married there.) Every year they have a big festa for Columbus Day. As is usual, there are games where one can win a goldfish. As these are what I have always called "disposable", many people don't even want to take them home. Over the years, a number have been left at the pond. Other fish owners have made contributions as well. After the earthquake, they had to drain the pond to do some repairs. All well and good, but when they refilled it the fish were not returned. I called the parks department, and found that they had been turned over to the aquarium. Like they needed more fish! So, I made some more calls... and found out who was in charge. I pointed out that the fish belonged to people in the neighborhood, and they had no business keeping them. I spoke to several people... with my best "perhaps you don't know to whom you are speaking" attitude (my uncle was a big shot in the parks department, so my name had some pull - all about the connections.) In the end, they brought back our fish :) Both Rich and I were very protective of them after that, since it was obvious those parks people could not be trusted ;) Now it's up to me, and so I went. Some of the goldfish are getting quite large... a bittersweet moment.
Yesterday I went down to North Beach. I wanted to be there and miss Rich and get used to that feeling. It wasn't too bad. I did a little shopping, had some coffee and visited our fish pond.
There's a pond in North Beach that's right by where I used to live. Nearby also is the big Catholic church (where Marilyn Monroe and Joe Dimaggio had photos taken, although they were not really married there.) Every year they have a big festa for Columbus Day. As is usual, there are games where one can win a goldfish. As these are what I have always called "disposable", many people don't even want to take them home. Over the years, a number have been left at the pond. Other fish owners have made contributions as well. After the earthquake, they had to drain the pond to do some repairs. All well and good, but when they refilled it the fish were not returned. I called the parks department, and found that they had been turned over to the aquarium. Like they needed more fish! So, I made some more calls... and found out who was in charge. I pointed out that the fish belonged to people in the neighborhood, and they had no business keeping them. I spoke to several people... with my best "perhaps you don't know to whom you are speaking" attitude (my uncle was a big shot in the parks department, so my name had some pull - all about the connections.) In the end, they brought back our fish :) Both Rich and I were very protective of them after that, since it was obvious those parks people could not be trusted ;) Now it's up to me, and so I went. Some of the goldfish are getting quite large... a bittersweet moment.