Saturday, January 7, 1984

As I said, peace leaves when Love arrives. He had his automobile taillight wiring caked with ice, and when the temperature raised enough to melt the ice, the ice chunk fall off, ripping the wiring loose, and pulling out the tail light plug-in. He went to two garages this morning to have it fixed, but both garages told him that an automotive parts store wasn't open today, so, they couldn't fix it. He stormed in about noon, cussing a blue streak. Good morning, Love!

Well, any fool knows that unless it's a holiday, the parts stores are open, but the garages just didn't want to fix it today. Calmly, I called a parts store to locate the missing part, and suggested a repairman. I also told him that if the repairman couldn't fix it, or if he didn't want to spend the money, to bring the part back and I would try to repair it. Then, I sent him merrily on his way to get his car part, and the wiring repaired. After getting the part and arranging to get the car fixed, Love is back, happy again.

I fixed a big brunch for Love, Mom and me, on paper plates, naturally. When Mom first stayed here, I was forever doing dishes and tired of it in a hurry. We even ate Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's dinner on decorated paper plates. Now, I'm into paper dessert plates, bowls and plastic glasses too.

Love is turning over a new leaf, he has quit drinking, and is on his last pack of cigarettes. I wonder if I will be able to stand him tomorrow if he doesn't renege on his cigarettes? Or will unnicotized Love be able to stand me? He even played with the dogs today. (Will miracles never cease!) He brought me a cartoon from the hospital showing a man hugging a woman on a couch with a large dog forcing his way between them. Got the picture? I think he's jealous!

Love's hair wouldn't lay down while he was in the hospital, so, he whacked it off himself. Now, he wants me to cut it so it won't show. Al I can do is cut it really short and let it grow out.

I had Love pick up an on/off switch for my sink light, but he was afraid that I would electrocute myself, until I explained that I was going to pull the circuit breaker first, before attempting to change it. Love would have hired a repairman. Hf he had tried to fix it himself, I think he would have electrocuted himself.

He keeps telling me that he has all the common sense between us, but yet, I'm the one he wants to cut his hair and beard tomorrow. I'm the one who fixed the kitchen light without one tiny, little shock to myself, knew that the automobile parts stores were open today and since the repairman hasn't shown up yet, I may be into tail light rewiring soon.

Mom thinks that one of my kitchen chairs is her cane, and has been swinging it around all day today.