Not Riding
Work, rain, too much to do that requires a truck bed, not really in the mood, whatever you want to call it, I haven’t ridden in the last couple of days.
Monday I took my Mom to the doctor’s office, then to the orthopedist. She’s fine all things considered. She’s in a sling for a while, but nothing is broken, cracked or dislocated. She is just really beat-up from the crash.
Tuesday, I rode the DL to work. When I got home, Tony called. It seemed like a good time to take the FJR over to his place for repairs. I took opportunity to get my YZF. I haven’t ridden it in forever. So, it was time to go for a spin. I rode up into the Gorge. Knowing that I needed fresh fuel, I took SR14 on the Washington side. I like to buy gas in North Bonneville. I stopped bought some fuel additive and 4.3 gallons of gas. I was ready to pull out and continue when my phone started to vibrate. It was my mom and she was calling me from her home number. She never does that. I pulled off my helmet and called her back. She had fallen and she couldn’t get up. I was at least two hours from her. She didn’t want me to call 911 and her neighbor’s number is unlisted. So frustrating… She managed to get up after I spent 45 minutes trying to track down a number.
Sunday, my plan is to install a railing at my Mom’s place.
I’ve been talking to Kim at Vanson Leathers again. I want to get a longer heated vest. I always get a chilled in the gap between the vest and my jeans. Kim always takes care of my odd-ball requests. Like custom tee-shirts, twice and all black badges on my jackets and leathers. Buying from a place where I can exactly what I want is worth the extra time, effort, and expense to me. I want what I want and if I have to pay more to get it… I will. So today we were discussing customizing a vest to fit my specific needs. All of this started because my perforated technical sport pants as ready to be shipped.
Today was shrink day. I always feel… odd when I leave her office. My mind is always spinning up and I am hyper-focused on something in particular. I’m usually not a very friendly guy after those meetings. I’m so much in my own head that I can be a total prick to those closest to me. If ya know what I mean… So tonight I ran errands and spent a lot of time thinking about writing code.
Now, I’m home, in bed, watching Copycat waiting for the Melatonin to kick in…
