You’ll miss _____.
So Bam Bam went to a good and loving home. At least that is the way the story was going. When the couple was here speaking to me, the guy asked me what happened to my hair and I told him. He then showed me his scar that went all along his face and head. When he was six years old, some boys hit him with a brick to steal his bike and he had to have brain surgery and still suffers seizures. They just changed his medication and at the same time, his wife just lost her job of many years at an insurance company. I told them I would pay for Bam Bam to get all his shots current. The guy repeatedly asked me if I would do that after I volunteered to do it.
They just had to put down their dog so they were thrilled to have Bam Bam who is part cat, part dog. Only when they let Bam Bam out to check out the yard, Bam ran off and has not returned. They and I have combed the neighborhood looking for him – but no Bam. I keep thinking he will turn up, but that thought hangs out there in the balance.
Yesterday, I spent the day trying to do something to move into the apartment that is still being painted. The painter said he will finish today. The guy I hired to put in the interior doors had come back to mess with them some more. And Rudy had come to hang the copper table for the kitchen and some heavy paintings for me. Only, when we were standing in the apartment he said to me, “Is that the hot water heater?” Yeah. “Boy you’re going to miss that flash heater.” Yeah.
Then he walked outside to where the washing machine will go. There is no room for a dryer. “You can’t get a stackable?” I already have these. I plan to just hang my laundry out on the clothesline. “You need to build something that would go here, and then it would block this off, but would give you ample room here to use this as a porch because you don’t want to have a washing machine here.”
MY HEAD WAS SCREAMING LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!
And so I came back to the house to clean up the mess from pulling the chest of drawers off of the wall in Tin’s room – that has now left holes to be patched and painted, the bedside table that was on the wall in my bedroom that now has holes and needs patching and painting, and the copper table in the laundry cum kitchen that now has holes and needs patching and painting.
The realtor called to say the plumber had found the leak in the tub, it was a pretty easy fix only they had to cut a hole in Tin’s closet and approach it that way. A hole, that will need patching and painting.
Where is Bam Bam? I have Blacky running ramshod all over, scaring Tin and waking me at all hours. But Bam is nowhere to be found. I called the couple last night to see if they had any word from him. The guy said as an afterthought that he needed money for his meds, could I front them $40. So he came over while it was pouring down rain and picked up the cash while I made pasta pesto and asparagus for Tin.
Zumba had been cancelled – it was the only thing I was looking forward to yesterday.
So again, today, there will be packing. There will be cleaning what I can of the new apartment. There will be preparing for the move. Today would also have been five years that Tatjana and I were together. Another hole that needs patching and painting.
A friend stopped by and said, “You’re going to miss this view.” I’m pretty sure there is a lot I will miss, if I could just get through this week intact.