Senor is in Trouble Today

Buen dia. I am finally calming down.
Senor called through the window to tell me was leaving for bridge.
I came out of the laundry room where I had been setting the kiln up for a fire.
The screen doors to the kitchen tool room and the bedroom were locked.

And I was not happy one bit.
When Senor leaves the house for bridge he is on a bridge mission and he doesn't always even tell me goodbye. He is already totally focused on his next hand which he does not even have yet.
He always locks me in from the outside of the gate, so it always looks like whoever is home is not really home at all.

I looked through the bedroom screen door. My keys were there, laying on the desk and my book, which I had planned to finish while he was gone, was there on the bed, next to the cat who was looking at me suspiciously because his food bowl was empty.

I called him a lot of bad names.

Then, in my pocket, I found the loose gate key that has been missing for three days, along with my drivers license and my coin purse. After turning myself into a pretzel, dropping the loose gate key twice, retrieving it with a stick, I finally got the outside lock free. Then I went to the bridge house on new old bike.

I stood and yelled for him and rang the bell cord. Finally he showed up.
Goodness.............he said......the wind must have blown the doors shut.

I know good and well he was not thinking about me because I had been cutting glass all morning in the laundry room. Even though he called goodbye, I think out of habit he locked both doors. Don't misunderstand, it is a good habit, but only if he makes sure I have my keys in my pocket.
While working in the laundry room, anyone could still walk right into the kitchen tool room and I would never know it.

He will hear about this when he returns from bridge. And he will probably say,once he acknowledges he probably did lock the doors out of habit..............i thought for sure you had your keys with you.Now this is really what I had planned to tell you about today. They are starting the columns that will hold the head beams that will carry the next new ceiling. This is pretty exciting because Senor sees this as 'Phase Two'. And even though we have not really finished 'Phase One", it is nice to be saying to people......oh and we are working on 'Phase Two' of the casa now. It sounds good, doesn't it?

A column will be visible to the left of where Umberto is working. There will be a column where Senor is holding the rebar, but we won't see it.

The visible column will look just like the two in the background of the photo. In between will be three sets of french doors, or bi fold metal doors. We are in grumbles over this, I want the metal bi fold and he wants the french doors. But as Senor likes to remind me..................that is a long way off. So there is plenty of time to convince him I am right.

They are also filling in the form above the ladder with concrete. There will be a column where you see the rebar on the right of the photo below and a beam that will then hold all the vigas that run from one side to the other. Does that make sense to you? I am finally understanding and once that stuff is done, they can begin putting up the roof there. But as Senor says about this, too.......that's a long ways off.

I think it is his plan to begin working soon on the floors of the four rooms that are just about completed. He SAYS we might be sleeping in the true bedroom early in the new year. Everything is on 'Mexico Time'. I am not holding my breath...................but the floors will be beautiful when he is done. He is an artist of cement, in case you have not noticed.

Last night I slept under three blankets, still cold from yesterday's events, but still thinking about them and so thankful my friends had asked me to join them.

The book I am finishing is Touch the Top of the World, written by Eric Weihenmayer. After losing his sight at thirteen, he challenged himself to climb the Seven Summits, the highest peak on each of the seven continents.

This book covers his climbs of Kilimanjaro, Aconcagua and McKinley.

Yesterday when we were in the dark arroyo, and I found myself stumbling over rocks, I thought about his book and said..............oh, so that's how it feels. Of course, it is nothing really like what he feels, but I felt that sensation that comes with not being able to see what is in front of you, a little fear, a little trepidation, tension. Once my friends and I locked arms, I no longer felt that way. I still could not see well, but I felt support, togetherness, a camaraderie that I will never forget.

So I am off to finish his book. By now, he is married, he and his wife are having a baby and he is
realizing he can't do what he does without support. And he speaks so highly of his climbing partners.

After I finish the book, I will lay in bed, under the covers, thinking up ways of getting back at Senor for absentmindedly locking the doors. Maybe just right before he is due home I will go out and lock the gate from the inside..................

que tengas buen dia!!!!!!!!!!! linda lou