Spent the morning on the phone doing things like negotiating with Verizon to put my mom's tv on hold, but keeping the phone and internet. Cell phone reception in here is terrible and I need the internet when we're here. Also cancelled her supplemental insurance and arranged for reimbursement for the two months they've taken through their 'easy pay' system. I don't like any system where someone else is taking money out of my account until I say stop. Also stopped by the bank to give them some more paperwork. Everyone was very polite and helpful, which makes it easier to go on and do the rest of these chores.
We had lunch with friends and then started the second attack on my mom's room. We made the first attack last July before we left, but there is still so much we hadn't seen yet. Like this self-defense tear gas permit. Never knew she had this.
Also found an old invitation to a baby shower for my wife. And lots of purses and necklaces. And pens. Readers, recycling and reusing are both great, but if you haven't used it in the last five years, consider starting the process of giving away, selling, or tossing. Rubber bands, I've learned, have a short shelf life. Paper clips last much longer.
I didn't mention it's hot in LA. And it's humid. Hot and humid didn't use to happen in LA. And it's supposed to be warmer for the next two days. I was feeling sticky most of the day and needed a break.
We got to the beach just as the sun was going down.
I went down and tested the water. It's almost always chilly when you do that here in LA, but after you catch the first wave, it's fine. This time it felt only refreshingly cool. So I got rid of my shirt and watch and went to get unstickied. It was fantastic. The surf was not very big and just rolled gently down. Easy to catch, and even though it was breaking close to sure, it was just deep enough not to scrape the sand. Body surfing a few waves was heaven.
I watched others enjoying the small, but catchable surf as I dried off.
Then before it got much darker, we walked back to La Fiesta Brava for a little Mexican food.
Now, let's see how my Achilles tendon reacts to the sand walking and sandals. It's been fine for a couple of months now. No problems walking, though I still know it's there, and I'm not running yet. That may be a thing of the past.
Tomorrow more garbage bags to give away and throw away, plus consolidating the things to keep this round in smaller piles.