To be continued

Well, I am still involved in the community garden but I am doing so in a very guarded manner.  I don’t like the rules of the one I began with.  One person that read them thought that Hitler was running the garden.  I don’t like the manager.  I guess he was the Hitler that person was referring to.  I worry that eventually the garden will die because it appears that the manager is rubbing many people the wrong way.  I am still waiting to see what happens.   

One happening on the garden thing….I was told that I was in charge of this ugly dying oak tree.  What do I know about trees?  You plant them they grow or you plant them and they die.  I don’t know how to fix one that looks sick.  I got smart and asked a few people.  I’m on a watering schedule now.  If the peeps at the garden will go with it then we are as good as possible on the thing.

Lastly, the dear friend I blogged about on July 8^th is still there….well sort of.  I finally got him to sit and talk to me for a few hours this past Tuesday.  Most of it was about business and not about us.  There was some talk about us.  He continually got mad saying, “I don’t do tears.”  Instead of questioning what that meant I just went on.  Someday I might ask what he means.  In the end, I was good.  One thing he did was he kept staring at me.  It was driving me nuts.  Eventually he said, “You have beautiful eyes”.  Of course, it made me cry.  Nobody is or has ever been that totally kind.  I know it came from his heart too.  I know in my heart that I still care for him but in a very different way.  I honestly don’t care if he text messages me or if he calls.  He did call twice on Friday.  I really don’t know why he called.  It seemed a little strange.  He really had nothing to say.  He said he would call Saturday but didn’t.  That didn’t surprise me nor did I really take note of it….YES I noted it but it was more like, I EXPECTED he would not call.  I want him to do some work on my backyard.  I left him with the idea that I needed a proposal (not a marriage proposal) before we could move on with any work on my yard.  He seemed good with that.  I asked if he would go to dinner with me.  He said, let’s do it when we are done with the work.  I took the power here and said, let’s do dinner over the proposal.  He said OK.  Of course, I am STILL waiting but hey, if he wants my money, he will have to come forth.  It is all up to him.  I won’t bother him about it.  I have made it completely clear what I want. We will see what he chooses to do.